Description:
She lay to one side: ... but why even want to be everywhere at once, she used to say.
Not that she tried. I think of all the things
the bath and the bed, and the garden
where she pruned and seeded, carried water and dumped water, and how she moved, always
silent, sure as the overspill of a spring
river that when pressed, canters into lost pools and runnels under rock, fills and then
empties back. It was a way she kept
herself clear for whatever might happen next. --from Annunciation
Waterglass is wishful thinking. The word won't be found in the dictionary, nor will you come across the thing itself in any shop of curios. But there it rests, nonetheless, as an imagined possibility, among and between the lines of Jeffery Donaldson's second collection of verse.
Brief description: Jeffery Donaldson teaches English at McMaster University and is the author of poetry collections Palilalia and Waterglass as well as Missing Link: The Evolution of Metaphor and the Metaphor of Evolution.