“The first lines in Linda Nemec Foster’s Ten Songs from Bulgaria, sing ‘Small lives, small lives/ we are trapped inside/ small lives.’ The paradox here is that Foster’s poems reveal how large and rich the worlds are in which these small lives are lived. In line after line, we encounter the depths and reach of those who live outside the zones of everyday safety. Foster makes herself vulnerable to a world ‘as tangible as fog’ with her own penetrating observations. She walks ‘the long journey’ and her poems reflect the haunting music of ode and elegy.”

Jack Ridl