The blurb from Jorie Graham on the back was probably a sign that this might not be quite up my alley. I was glad to read it though, but it was a little overwhelming. I think I'm not the student of poetry this books requires you to be. Her work is very dense--run on sentences that bang into each other, or like a mashup of found diary clippings. Interesting intellectually but not emotionally. I did really like "In Defense of Our Overgrown Garden."