Epiphanies. Kim Bridgford. Cincinnati, OH: David Roberts Books, 2013. Pp. 53. Morning Knowledge. Kevin Hart. Notre Dame, IN: Notre Dame Press, 2011. Pp. 86. Reading God's Handwriting. Philip C. Kolin. St. Simon's Island, GA: Kaufmann Publishing, 2012. Pp. 105. My are shining like washed gold. Like gold from what-you-will freed: cobwebs, mold, rust, anonymous mud-and plunged in icy waver of water to flash at hot sun. They come shining happily inside a moment translated only now so long after. They arrive in comfort of comrades and a nimbus of silence. Accurate and able they shine in cleared from clock's confusion that held them distant, aghast. --Josephine Jacobsen, Arrivals W. H. Auden once famously claimed art is our chief means of breaking bread with dead He also added, without communion with dead, a human is impossible. Three recent books of poems provide powerful witness to truth of Auden's assertions. Kevin Hart's Morning Knowledge is a collection of elegies wherein poet movingly encounters his dead, finding them in odd places at odd moments of his day--his mother in his study evening on anniversary of her passing, an old friend and fellow poet afternoon in thick of summer light, and, most often, his father who comes on random windy nights to bid his son goodnight. Kim Bridgford's Epiphanies creates communion with historical and mythic dead. Old Testament figures, such as Noah, Sarah, Moses, and Job, and New Testament characters, including Mary and Joseph, Lazarus and Mary Magdalene, and Christ himself, speak eloquently in these pages, offering intimate accounts of their encounters with Holy of Holies and their struggle against human error and limitation. Despite their fame and pedigree, these august presences sound, for all world, like ourselves. Philip C. Kolin's poems in Reading God's Handwriting engage both celebrated and obscure dead. The narratives and soliloquies of biblical figures featured in these poems are interspersed with those of men and women, friends and family poet honors and remembers by putting their stories next to those of seers and saints. Each of these books is deeply moving in its way, courageous in poet's willingness to conjure dead, imaginative in its depiction of them in their ordinary glory and generous in its impulse to give reader access to fully human life that poetry at its best provides. Morning Knowledge is Kevin Hart's ninth book of poems. Lauded as the most outstanding Australian poet of his generation and one of major living poets in English Hart is also a chaired professor of theology, philosophy, and literature at University of Virginia and at Australian Catholic University. Hart's poems are grounded in deep learning, yet poet manages to wear that learning lightly. The evocative and multivalent title of book suggests theological idea conceived by St. Augustine and further elaborated on by St. Thomas Aquinas, that of morning as knowledge in potentia, by means of word rather than through experience. As such it is imperfect or incomplete knowledge. This is a theme Hart sounds throughout his poems--the inadequacy of language to speak unspeakable, unrelenting search for right words despite impossibility of finding them, and, most poignantly, silence of God (whom Hart addresses, notably, as One) who speaks to us in words we can neither hear nor understand: Leaves shine with birdsong, and are calm. Ah Dark One, let me hear you speak to me-- Inside half-buried words, if that must be, Words left in books where they can do no harm. Or words that open so that I might see A summer farmland where fine light is grain And grows straight up to where fierce seraphs reign. …