So far so good - Ursula K. Le Guin

This autumn’s outstanding find for me.
 
Ursula Le Guin sent her last set of poems to the editor just a week before she died in 2018. Intimate, self-aware, mature and cast with her gentle touch.
 
I have an affinity with Le Guin that I have with no one else. The way she writes, the worlds she creates, the values she espouses, the serious creative playfulness that runs beneath the surface of what she does.
 
You’ll find a dragon poem and six short quatrains with the delicate suspense of Oriental verse. Depth in earth and light and McCoy Creek captured in sound.
 
In her ninth decade, there is a sense of a voyage on a sea that is unknown, yet becoming familiar. A loosening of identity and an awareness of the impersonality of the all.
 
One of the poems, “An Autumn Reading”, was on a postcard that the author sent me.