Blood Sister, I Am to These Fields

"It's hard to say if Planet Earth, right now, needs another book of cowboy poetry. It's easy to say, however, that what she does need are wise, honest writings celebrating the sanctity and stewardship of undeveloped landscapes, especially when these writings emanate from someone so embraced, for so long, by all directions, in the center of such open country, that when we read, it is as though the land Herself is speaking to us.

"It is the woman in the hay meadow, the neighbor's ranch dying in the irrigation ditch, the desert's unwritten elegy that roots this book to the long tradition of let- ters in the West. These poems sift and rattle and seethe but never lose sight of the human coil at their center. Linda Hussa believes there is yet space left for the rueful cowgirl. Bless her for stinging the page with authenticity." --Shaun Griffin

"Wisely written, beautifully made. The work goes forth from deep roots to far places. A kind of magic..." -- Kim Stafford.