Gustafson's muse nobly refuses the tendered lies so often assoicated with time and aging. These songs of experience remind us that "each moment/is a different stream/never the current." Quietly outraged gifts, these are. Gifts, indeed.
The work here covers the great swath of a fully lived life, pairing wisdom and nostalgia with a reminder that our desires never diminish as we age. The end result is a book teeming with insight and generosity.
Jim Gustafson traces the decades' grasp on our hearts and bodies, in landscapes ranging from Florida's oaks, to New York's sidewalks, to Lisbon's hills. In the tradition of poets I admire, Gustafson is distinguished by his discerning eye and his journeying spirit.