To read this collected is stimulating, as Susan Smith Nash’s work is deeply personal. I feel as if a life has been shared, one that is simple, gratefully lived, and always aware. She writes about her home, her depression, her travels, and her world. There is an element of suspense in her verses. The overriding narrative is quiet observation, giving pause and space for those lovely transient moments, whispered failings, private joys, and confidant discoveries.
Nash’s poems celebrate the plain things our eyes edit as if one diminishes their sensitivity. She makes us aware of the gifts of beauty that fill the world and that elevate the spirit. She examines the plain, and she reveals what our minds could embrace if we remain receptive.