Beautiful as an object, and beautiful poems. Alternately sad and funny, serious and lighthearted, simple and complex, everyday and profound. But always approachable, gentle, and universal. This is not a book to be read cover to cover, but to be savored slowly. It will unfurl with me for years to come.
When you get right down to it, contraptions, resemblances -- what
registers between the wind and the windbell -- me. A ringing of
little stars. And heat, like silence, like sounds of children, encom-
passing...I don't know where to leave off and don't know as I do.
Read Volume 1 on Caltrain during the spring quarter commuting to my first adjunct job last year. Read Volume 2 teaching in my second Spring quarter in between naps because I now have a car. I think Vol. 1 had more poems that were like woah let me read that again, but Vol II had more deep personal poems.