In Ginny Lowe Connors' newest book, The Unparalleled Beauty of a Crooked Line, how often the sadness of things gives way to unforgettable moments of beauty, as when thoughts of slaughter in "A Sea of Stingrays" are followed by the tenderness and elation produced by recalling "a sea of golden rays" migrating as a unit, "a wave without end." Joy and regret cohabit in these poems like the dragonflies the poet sees joined together brilliantly in their courtship over the shimmer of evening water.