Nostalgia for Moving Parts

When Diane Tucker hangs up a payphone in Nostalgia for Moving Parts' title poem, she observes that 'there is (oh unexpected pleasure) a real click.' When she lays down to sleep: 'the prayers / that fight up through me make a sort of hum.' Click and hum. Nostalgia and prayer. What's been and what will always be. Nostalgia for Moving Parts reminds us how to hear and see the ephemeral in the eternal and the eternal in the ephemeral: the moving parts of all our lives.

—Rob Taylor, Strangers

Diane Tucker's gentle humour combines with a refreshing directness of language and a sharply observed sense of colour and texture. As she explores her own Vancouver background and memories, she meditates on the loss of her parents and her own ageing.

— Christopher Levenson, Night Vision