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Presents an untitled poem excerpted from "Puzzle Months," by Brian Bartlett. First Line: Night after night we eat; Last Line: houses are that young?

Presents the poem "What He Chose to Record," by Brian Bartlett. First Line: hauled 5 hogsheads of herring plowed down to Russells; Last Line: Squallie Blowed veary heavy, Trees in full blume.

This essay presents the author's comment on the description of size in the poems of M. Travis Lane. The poet had a fascination with matters small and large. She celebrates the miniature more often than the massive in her nine books of poems. Lane has expressed an uneasiness with largeness in her poem "About the Size of It." In the poem "In the Garden of Mildewed Roses," Lane describes smallness as disillusioned and self-deprecating.

This article focuses on poet Don McKay's literary works. Like a birder with binoculars, a poet like McKay wears extra eyes around his neck. McKay's avian precision moves from bird-guide delineations to metaphor, as with a sharp-shinned hawk's "short / roundish wings, streaked breast, talons fine and slender as the x-ray of a baby's hand." Or, vice-versa, they move from metaphor to fieldguidisms, as when a faded goldfinch in September is seen "asway/tossing the thistle's white hairs to the wind," then is described as "brownish grey and slightly yellow at the throat and shoulder."

Presents the poem "Early Readings, 1908," by Brian Bartlett. First Line: The pimpernel is not the only weather phophet. Last Line: they swept about me and took me up and made me light.