By TRIIN PAJA
Review by ERICA GOSS

From the flowers placed over the eyes of the dead, to the soil those flowers grew in, the poems in Triin Paja’s Rivers, rivers, rivers reverberate with magic symbolism and dark forces of nature. Throughout this chapbook, the constant motion of water amplifies an atmosphere of barely suppressed emotions. Both dangerous and benign, an erratic energy infuses this small, powerful collection, Paja’s first in English after four collections in Estonian.