In this new collection, Carol Hill Marks writes trenchantly, lighting up the night with poems that are piercingly true. Her poems wrestle with the fickleness of the artist's muse, falling in love with 17th century painters, dealing with the clutch on a 1962 Ford Falcon, and seeking the true identities of farm tractors. As always, memories of her family and her dream life continue to circle their wagons, attempting to define the boundaries of her poetry.Carol Hill Marks is also the author of You Know Where We Were, a collection of poems about growing up in small town Indiana.