"I was fortunate to love you in my heart." Vancouver's venerable, ivy-covered Sylvia Hotel, famed haunt of artists, writers, and lovers, provides the setting for this series of deeply personal reflections on the matter of unrequited love. Eloquent and aphoristic in expression, worldly-wise in tone, and laden with feeling, every one of these masterful poems will speak to, and for, all who have lived "close to the lip of ecstasy and despair" and "cannot / wash the truth out of themselves." Melancholy, forbearing, wistful, and irrepressibly witty, The Sylvia Hotel Poems is a sustained triumph of style, of character, and of human understanding.
