Our lives are awash with moments when we come undone: we face a loved one's belongings after they have gone, a deer jumps in front of the car, or we face a debilitating illness. The Chapel of Small Breath meets us there. As the collection moves from love to loss to possible renewal, the reader experiences the journey through precise and stunning images: midwinter the beloved pulls an orange, warm from his pocket. A silversmith strikes the hammer turning grief into beauty. A wedding ring is in the dirt between the roses and black-eyed susans. The collection invites us into the liminal space of loss where Linn shows us the holy that's stitched right through it.