Self-proclaimed metaphysical successor to Blake and the Prophets, Menashe is more of a visionary than wordsmith. He writes ""At every instant I expect/ what is hidden everywhere."" His poems are imaginative masks veiling the world of eternity, honed with the quickness and spare simplicity of the mystic. Many of them are only two or four lines and the brevity itself is so surprising that it contributes to the mood of wonder and awe at the miracle of life. They pick up power and energy from the poet's choice of exceptionally strong active verbs, and conversational movement from the lack of punctuation; but each vision is as minimal as a peep through a crack in the wall. Nonbelievers may find lines like ""The hill I see/ Every day/ Is holy"" more insubstantial than transubstantial.