Boy Picked Up By The Wind
by Robert Gregory
"Here is a sensibility so limber that it requires the reader to reinvent imagination. Some of the magic inheres in the energy and momentum of the poems, a rhythmic flow that carries us along in its current. Always surprising, never merely arbitrary, the language of these poems seems inexhaustible as it works the grit and grief of ordinary life into instants of startling beauty: '...they made flutes of his bones, to keep his sorrow alive.'"