In her fifth book of poetry, Judy Janowski again proves she’s Upstate New York’s modern day, spiritual Thoreau, finding deeper beauty, appreciation, and meaning in the simple things of life. This volume begins with her poems--a cornucopia of rhyme, near rhyme, and free verse--seasonally based. Rather appropriate as New York is blessed with all four seasons despite the old adage that Upstate NY has nine months of winter--followed by three months of really bad sledding. There are also a couple of short essays thrown in. If Ms. Janowski is to go on to Volume VI, I hope to see more of these in her next work. The last, short section is poignant--a melancholy reflection of looking back on a life well-lived.
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