I get the same pleasure from reading Amy McInnis’s Cut River that I do from looking at the intricate construction of a bird’s nest, or in hearing a hidden vireo singing at the top of a tree; her poems have that same unerring now-ness and clarity. “The woods should have a different name at night, something that tells us it will be harder to walk out the same,” she says in one of her poems. That we are changed irreparably by our threshold crossings is one of the many difficult truths of this dark and lovely book.
— Nancy Eimers, author of A Grammar to Waking
Paperback: 68 pages
Logan House (February 22, 2007)