In Liber Novus (also known as The Red Book), Carl Jung made this startling proclamation: “Not one title of Christian law is abrogated, but instead we are adding a new one: accepting the lament of the dead.” The Christian festival of Allhallowtide was a reframing of the old pagan Days of the Dead at Samhain, a time when the veil is thin and the dead are very present. Brendan Macodrum celebrates the festival with its new dictum in this collection, asking: Who are the dead? What is their lament? How can we hear it, and what does it mean to accept their lament into the intimate chorus of our days? Bucket by bucket, in a language deeply influenced by dream and myth and in a zone where history and mystery merge, these poems well startling news for the living from the land of the dead.