Lucia Galloway’s collection of poems, SOME WORDS FOR MEANWHILE, invites us into a place we come to recognize not only as the time of our ordinary living, but also as the time of our truest living, those spaces where we work and play, celebrate and explore, luxuriate in love and trust, and where we experience both loss and pain. Far from being a between time, a time of waiting-a time of Solitaire, Sudoku- meanwhile is the time of our deepest living, when we invent and invest ourselves. As readers, we find our own lives mirrored here, enlivened in poems that value time and explore it, giving it back to us.