Ice Break

Coming home to the humble and familiar way of slow change is the theme of the title poem and this collection, Ice Break. Like frozen top waters just beginning to crack and thaw, we depend on moments of sunshine and warmth or pressure and collision to help the process of change along. As lake ice melts, it does not go quietly. It rumbles and cracks, bit by bit, until it sinks into warmer waters or blows in sheets toward shore. Such are the realities of slow change as I know them-not smooth and comfortable but movements leaning in Spring's direction. Every poem in this collection offers one more example, a single low-pulsed boom or some small melting toward greening shores.