A Drift of Swans is a gift of entering into abundance: images, places, people, things. Wherever we are with this poet, we see or hear something surprising and beautiful, from the tropical where a gecko speaks of grief to the West with a whole valley enshrouded with a fog of amber dust. This is a poet looking and finding the spectacle or the brush of exuberance in what she observes so carefully: a freckle on the back his hand to a whole summer washing away. It is a pleasure to drift through the world she sees. -Sarah Dickenson Snyder, author of Now These Three Remain

If success for a poet is measured in terms of how many times readers want-no, rather need-to return to the work then, in time, Brooke Herter James, will be counted alongside America's finest poets. The memories which her poetry evokes restore our memories, offering solace time and again.

-Annie Klier Newcomer, editor of Flapper Press Poetry Caf? and author of Comets, Relationships that Wander

Here is a poet who sees where she is and knows what sustains her. Her poems and their energy carry us along, as if she were saying look, look at this cartwheel - look at these empty rooms - join me in communion at the mini-mart. And I will, and I do.

-Alice Duggan, author of A Brittle Thing