The Kiltartan Poetry Book Book

One of the (few) truly *traumatic* aspects I experienced - several years ago - around the decision to move (from a pastoral environment to the hubub a large city often brings) was the loss of the large - and numerous - bird feeding stations I maintained in my "countryside digs". I felt sad . . my cat was totally devastated! Edward Hirsch chose a diverse array of sonnets and prose in "To a Nightingale" that kept me entertained and (nostalgically) smiling!