Briefly stated, and generally brief in length, these poems are sometimes baffling at first glimpse, thereby increasing the pleasures of recognition. For while Mr. Moss generally ignores the traditional rhymes, rhythms, and even images of poetry, he has a genuinely original eye and a solid logic. His language, which is colloquial and unpretentious, is poetic by virtue of its compression, forcefulness, and the surprise and rightness of its unexpected phrasings. Whether he is writing about Spain or Amagansett, love or death, Anthony and Cleopatra, or life in general, he attacks from a fresh viewpoint, and his apparently free- association style is in actuality tightly knit and concentrated upon his subject. There is also, particularly in the last poem, a cheerful and clear-headed sense of humor in this volume, which brings enjoyment in the active tense.