In ''Ghost Child of the Atalanta Bloom'' Rebecca Aronson combines myth and memory, history and landscape, dream and the everyday in arresting, painterly poems that sweep the reader beyond the ordinary. With a practiced hand Aronson crafts shapely poems in which no word is wasted. In fact, nothing is wasted, and Aronson's poems redeem all manner of powerful images and experiences from time's grasp, forming a new mythology out of the raw material of her life and imagination.