A MAZE ME

Nye begins her newest volume of 72 original poems with a wonderful, compact introduction in which she remembers her own “rough years of transition” and, like her beloved ceramics teacher, hopes to impart “faith about ‘growing up.’ ” Writing for girls 12 and older, the author encourages her readers to “write three lines down in a notebook every day . . . you will find out what you notice,” and these poems, one imagines, could have indeed started out as “scribbled details . . . crumbs to help me find my way back.” They often deal with the everyday, smaller moments of childhood—a very large spider named Rose, the ring of a vegetable truck, a little chair, a flour sifter—through which quiet pings of meaning reverberate. Subtly, each of the five sections reflects the poet growing older; what she pays attention to changes and, with seeming simplicity, makes “uncanny connections” visible. From “Sifter”: “When good days came / I would try to contain them gently / the way flour remains / in the sifter until you turn the handle.” A gem. (index) (Poetry. YA)