Naked in Daylight: Poems by Carol Adler
Carol Adler's sixth book of poetry a symphony in eight movements. "What is love? asks a child,/her sick kitten cradled/in her arm./Bedtime and snowstorms, steamy baths,/sleet tapping against the window,/prickly as/Uncle Wiggley''s bunny whiskers, my/father patiently saying yes/to another story I already knew by/heart. Propped up on one elbow at/the foot of the bed, he was the child,/I the kitten curled up in the soft/drone of his voice. Last time/I visited him in the nursing home, his eyes filled as he said, "I want to help/you."/Finicky about daily shaves,/he says/the barber''s name/is Tom Someone/with six grandchildren and photos./"Whiskers are only for creatures that/wiggle their ears," he/grins, pressing my hand./" from "If Good Doesn't Come"