This little book holds a mother's unbounded grief in poems graceful and adamant, truthful and amazed. There is never closure after a child's death, Laura Urban Perry teaches us, but street lights and galaxies still shine, sometimes in waters stirred by a kayak paddle. Here is her beautifully rendered transition from one world to another–not beyond great pain but in concert with it. 

— Kathleen Flenniken, author of Plume and Post Romantic

In False Horizons, Laura Urban Perry uses language as a telescope and a microscope to explain her journey – that “Even God dares not try” – through grief after her son dies. She juxtaposes words such as asymmetry, hypothesis, and machinery with stray, cradle, and “music and wrapping paper.” This is a hauntingly beautiful telling from “yesterday’s sweet ordinary” to the “kintsugi repair of/gold in the fracture.”

– Susan Landgraf, Author of Out of a Land of Alkali & Chromate

In Laura Urban Perry’s False Horizons, we are offered glimpses of how the unthinkable loss of a child is experienced by a parent. Concepts in physics become metaphors—how small particles are essential to the whole; the inextricable pull of gravity; the event horizon where the light of the lost object is eclipsed by a black hole.

— Risa Denenberg, author of Rain/Dweller

False Horizons is beautiful and heart-wrenching. After first glimpse, I was unable to stop reading straight through. I know I will revisit these poems again and again. "Now I live in crazy." These poems pitch me into that place too. How can the world/life be otherwise?

— Pamela Hobart Carter, author of Earth at Perihelion