"[Solie's] knack for instilling poems with ethics never leads to hectoring, or even to preaching. Solie is thinky and sensory, serious and witty. No tendency cancels any other. . .[her] whimsical analysis, alive and alert with childhood fantasia, is also a proposition about how we might think differently -- 'The basement is a treehouse in the roots' -- as a way to reconfigure our ideas about humans' place, and plight, in the world . . . I find hope in such verbal and visionary vigor." --Daisy Fried, The New York Times

"An almost unreasonably wonderful book . . . Solie is an exquisite phrasemaker, analogist, blender of idioms, aphorist-and all these overlapping gifts create images, phrases, whole poems that take your breath away . . . as good as poetry gets." --Declan Ryan, The Telegraph

"Solie's poems are callused, yet not callous. Hard skin protecting flesh and nerve... At its worst, survival is victimhood; at best, it is intrepid accomplishment. It is the latter that Solie's poetry expresses... She writes as a generation's voice of survival." --Jim Kates, Arts Fuse

"Solie holds us to the fire of the intersection between the natural world and what we've made of it, between regret and, well, where we are." -Rebecca Morgan Frank, LitHub

"Solie's wide-ranging, exquisite latest . . . is shot through with her trademark laconic wit as she investigates 'a culture on the brink.'. . . Solie's voice and range guide the reader from a basement suite 'cold on five sides, like childhood' to a farmer's-eye view of the landscape, with a precision that regularly dazzles. This is a rare and superbly crafted volume." --Publishers Weekly