In her fifth book of poetry, Rosanna Warren explores the political and the personal through myth, history, elegy, and erotic lyric. Starting from a childhood memory of her mother, the poems contemplate wreckage and sorrow in family life, in Hurricane Katrina, and in the Trojan War, but also moments of eerie blessing. from "Mediterranean" #xA0;#xA0;#xA0;#xA0;#xA0;There was something I wanted to say, at the age of twelve, #xA0;#xA0;#xA0;#xA0;#xA0;some question she hadn't answered, #xA0;#xA0;#xA0;#xA0;#xA0;and yesterday, so clearly seeing her pace before me #xA0;#xA0;#xA0;#xA0;#xA0;it rose again to the tip of my tongue, and the mystery was #xA0;#xA0;#xA0;#xA0;#xA0;not that she walked there, ten years after her death, #xA0;#xA0;#xA0;#xA0;#xA0;but that she vanished, and let twilight take her place-.