In Madness, Rack, and Honey, Mary Ruefle writes, For me, the moon has always been the very embodiment of lyric poetry. I see that lunar lyricism reflected by this poet. The language is mystical, mythic, sublime, and romantic. The haunting imagery is fresh and allows for strangeness, devastation, and delight in a way that captures me as a reader. There’s a cohesive arc in her poems, a notion that these pieces are in concert to one another. The syntax reminds me of the late and great, Lucille Clifton, with the use of the lowercase, the i woven throughout the work. In doing so, this poet is thinking about her relationship to the line and to the self in a meaningful way. These stunning poems all felt like a rumbling love song and left me lit up and wanting more.-Tiana Clark, judging Elizabeth Robin the 2021 Carrie McCray Nickens Fellow for Poetry, Creative Writing faculty, Southern Illinois University at Edwardsville, I Can’t Talk About the Trees Without the Blood (University of Pittsburgh Press, 2018), Equilibrium (Bull City Press, 2016) Elizabeth Robin’s To My Dreamcatcher is a wonderfully crafted collection of adventure, acceptance, loss, and rebirth that leaves her readers craving more with the turn of every page.-Alexander Yucas, M.F.A. Converse College, Spartanburg SC, Tracks (Converse College Press, 2013)