Poetry. Poems of grief and discovery, of connection and the strange time travel that is the life we each lead: Rackin is back with her inimitable meld of mystery and simplicity. Says John Gallher: "In her fourth book of poetry, In Time, Ethel Rackin continues and deepens the prismatic approach of her previous books. From ordinary time-'Thanks // for your call, ' an early poem opens-to the wide sweep of geological time, Rackin investigates messages sent between friends, from the self to the world, and back, with the almost weightless feeling of the in-betweenness of days. Balanced between mortality and continuance, in an act of finding the moment where they meet, these are poems that reveal just enough to intimate the great wealth of the unsaid hovering behind. It's a deeply honest mystery, as the speaker and reader, '...[wait]/ for something to be lifted- / something like life- / for a path to be cleared.'"
