Darkness Called Us Home by Rosemarie Wurth-Grice

Darkness Called Us Home describes a pendulum of a person, bouncing between light and darkness, loss and insight, and the repair between. Her’s is a world fractured, but perpetually redeemed by myth, story, and memory. She says yes to the darkness, but also to light, “the sun splashes itself on the hillside” (A Morning Note for John). With wisdom and tenderness, myth and wildflowers are collected in the same fist with beautiful intensity.

–Dory Hudspeth, author of Enduring Wonders (Word Tech Press) and I’ll Fly Away (Finishing Line Press).

“In these thunderstruck, woolen lyrics, Rosemarie Wurth-Grice remembers a brother, a husband, and a soldier son, all called home by the darkness that sooner-or-later comes for each of us. Through the power of her words, through these painstaking acts of attention, she has crawled and clawed her way back to the light that “glides gently over the cedars,” showing readers “how the sun has splashed itself on the hillside,” and how “the sound of a voice / familiar as breath can save us.”

–Tom C. Hunley, The Loneliest Whale in the World