The poems in Anne Bower's The Space Between Us offer a world in which the space that we and the objects we live with is dynamic, accepting us as well as pushing back at us. With a painter's eye for color and form, an engineer's sense of process, and a tai chi expert's command of muscle and mind, Bower shows readers the complexity of self in the vanishing moments that art preserves for a while. The reader finds herself caught up in the circling flux of "light's sheen on apples" and rides the poems' musical currents with the "slow intensity" of a pas de deux.

Susan Shaw Sailer, The God of Roundabouts

In The Space Between Us Anne Bower observes in quiet measured moments hands, house, heart "breathing each...over and over," each moment a noticing, an opening, an embracing. Bower moves with grace... stretching, flexing to shape "the air around and within us," showing that space is not empty but our "force frame support."

Pamela Ahlen, Gather Every Little Thing