Connie Hills's debut poetry collection, Wet Season is a crop of juicy riff-driven poems ripe with sensuality, clarity and humor. Here is a poet who dives into the ordinary and surfaces with the sublime-whether she's riding on a train, watching surfers, looking at worms or facing vision loss. In free-verse lines studded with physical detail, we travel with Connie to see Van Gogh's grave in Auvers-sur-Oise, to sight Bengal tigers in Rajasthan and circle home to her native California coast- where portraits & elegies to her beloveds rest: her dying mother, beloved teacher, chosen sister and dear dog. Come enter this temple of Zen-like poems tattooed with a meditative mind.
