Poetry. "The last stanzas of Goldsmith's beautiful 'Finders Keepers' lay out her large achievement to discover and inhabit the 'radiance' whose light fills the 'dark thought', the spaces—of time? of mortality? of cosmic emptiness?—within and between us. This is the miracle poetry at its best can the dark thought kept steadily in mind, its darkness illuminated without being blinded, without being sacrificed to light."—Irving Feldman