The poems in this volume are frankly familial. They trace the dissolution of a long marriage, the reckoning entailed by parents deaths, the unstable terrain of parenting as sons grow toward men. A collection like this might be dark. But Charles Atkinson also asks the question, "Really, who can love the world/ and disdain himself forever?" Through scrupulous attention to the heart, to the landscape, and to language, these poems earn their slow way to compassion and forgiveness, for others and for self. Fossil Honey affirms the healing potential of a reflective, articulated life.
