
"A pilgrimage of sorts through growing old and facing death--subjects that caregivers know all too well. [Lynch's] upfront, unvarnished style is likely to resonate with many who have come face to face with life's most important questions."--Mary Plummer, New York Times

In his fourth collection of poems, Thomas Lynch attends to flora, fauna, and fellow pilgrims: dead poets and living masters, a former president and his factotums, a sin-eater and inseminator. Faux-bardic and mock-epic, deft at lament and lampoon, fete and feint, Lynch's poems...
