This is book 4 of the Random series. Miriam Walsh's poetry ranges all styles and mood extremes. Verse for the nearly driven mad or the just plain mad. Reading more like a diary, this series is full of confessions (and not all of them the writer's). In "Small Lucidities," the journey is nearly at an end. Through its passing, the traveler makes many realizations, and not the ones that she at all expected.