“There’s no predicting where Ras will lead us in her tightly constructed, complexly valenced poems exploring memories, yearning, risk, and loss. She revels in inversions, startling images, curious facts, provocative settings, and unexpected juxtapositions.” —Booklist
“It is in this collection—the poems at once tender and world-weary, weathered but endlessly hopeful—that we see Ras at her best.” —Sewanee Review
“The sweet and dark weight of being has never been more capably measured than in The Blues of Heaven. In poems about personal and national griefs, about the world at hand and the world that must be journeyed to, and about the creatures of creation and the tender, creatural self, Barbara Ras engages in acts of vision, ecstasy, and conscience. As the speaker in one poem declares, “I will work in fields of fire.” And true, in the midst of a period in our human history that has been nearly unendurable, Ras has given us a book of extraordinary shining.” —Rick Barot