"John Willson's poems are guides for wanderers. Such great tenderness and delicacy live in these lines, a softness of presence/absence in the rich fabric of birds, skies, highly attuned relationships woven through time. Mysterious maps of ancestral legacy vibrate as a low hum-people who birthed us, poets who birthed our souls, and the infinite winding roads-with so many meaningful points on the compass, so many homes." ~ Naomi Shihab Nye