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Granddaughters, asters, Medea cakes, para pom tandle, Mrs. Roker raking, Caraquet, angelic recurrence, Neruda, zupzupzup, the high bush cranberries, the Somme, a waterfall in Iceland that cries by the thousandsful, the Strawberry Shaman and the Japonica Bushelful Bountiful Lady: you would never mistake a Colleen Thibaudeau wordscape for any other. Her poems might have been written just after the imagination was invented. So lithe and playful, so naturally leaping even in elegy, they would seem like fabulous accidents if Colleen hadn't been making them, with no loss of freshness, for over forty years. There is a lifetime of poems in this book.
"I don't think there's a more exciting poet writing in Canada today, and I know we won't see a more important book of poetry published this year."—Herman Gooden
"Thibaudeau's mature voice is more inclusive, more generous, and more positive than most...a poetry of personal daily love, of reachable revelation."—Glen Downie
"This is an impressive collection by a gifted and original poet...serious play...great skill and deftness."—Elizabeth Brewster
, London Free PressColleen Thibaudeau was born in Toronto and has lived in Grey County, St. Thomas, Winnipeg and now London, Ontario. Her books include My Granddaughters Are Combing Out Their Long Hair and The Martha Landscapes. Her poems appear in many anthologies.