In these exquisitely rendered poems, people fall in and out of love, in and out of religious belief and in and out of accepting the distance between their imagined lives and the lives they live. They look back as much as forward and pick mercilessly at the open wounds of failed relationships. They inhabit geographies that are both their emancipators and captors. And they find joy, or succumb to sorrow, amid life&rsquo;s inescapable ephemerality and fragility.<br /><br />Breathtaking in its range of styles, Body of Winter, at its heart, is a vivid reflection of the best and worst of us all.