In Blossom and Bone, Nicole Lyons' third book of poetry, she unfolds alternately like wings from a chrysalis, like freshly washed bed sheets, like dirty, crumpled bed sheets, like dog-eared pages, like kept loved letters, like a tongue in a lover's mouth, like your wildest dreams. With never a wasted word, Lyons work has a hypnotic immediacy that leaves the reader breathless, as if she were in the room with them, saying; "I am standing here screaming / I live, I live, I love."