The Rain Girl

Lusty, gutsy, pensive, these poems ruminate and celebrate, mourn and question. No topic is taboo as Boehm dances through heirlooms and ancestors, past water dragon and phoenix, as she traverses the horrors of war and the hungry ghosts of wayward children. Boehm's depth and breadth come from a lifetime that crossed continents, bursting with a nimbleness of wordplay possible only when the writer is at home in several languages.