In Burch's fourth poetry collection, Leave Me a Little Want, there is ferocious energy and tension in each poem as it fearlessly asks, "What are we doing/on this wild planet?" I love this book and its urgent attention to language and form in the "treacherous province" of our current times. Burch never turns away from the coexistence of the beautiful and the bloody, the tedious and the risky, and so I not only trust her, but feel jolted awake. In the words of Emily Dickinson, Burch is that writer "out with lanterns looking for herself," always conscious that she has briefly slipped through the "blessed aperture" into this world and, too soon, must slip out again. -Julia Levine