In Woman with a Tree on her Head , Patricia Corbus writes about the enchanting, troubled beauty of the world and human life in these lyrical poems of grace and distinction. Sly and funny, a little baroque, a little surreal, accepting and generous, her poems spark with surprises. Please let me hear from you. Slip a letter under my door, smoke an exploding cigar with me, take me out for a cherry bomb or a Molotov cocktail. Humor pops up like a hand reaching out to shake you into joy, as in the ending to "Advice for a Baby" Immaturity is cute, but maturity is beautiful. Love and Horror kiss, then slap each other. Eros has arrows. Good is more real than evil. Life is hard. Have a nice time. The poems in Woman with a Tree on her Head contemplate the delicacy and risks of our connections to people, creatures, nature and the inevitable experiences of loss. Here the uncanny mingles with the raw beauty of the world and the power of mortality. The sun, a gelid gold, the lake, a nearsighted blue. - I'm afraid that art has nothing to do with my story, and the end has already happened.