In Elizabeth Sylvia’s lovely and haunting book, Shakespeare’s women take the spotlight, unleashing their grief, rage, and desire to show us the roundness of their lives. You don’t need to have studied the Bard to recognize these women captured in Sylvia’s lush monologues and portraits–mothers mourning their children, queens striving for power, girls disguising their bodies. In the opening poem, we read, “All/they do is orbit, casting here and there/reflected light, and when they light/the path, it is a man’s path they light.” And yet in None but Witches, Sylvia gives these women their own path, one richly illuminated with metaphor and wit. We are lucky to be invited on the journey.—Julie Danho, author of Those Who Keep Arriving