This new collection of poetry by one of the most unusual innovators in American verse is destined for a small, confident audience. Phrases like ""diddle we care Coudly"" and ""I'm a biscuit. I'm melted already"" are satisfying phrases for an insomniac to chant or to stop a conversation, but unfortunately, they will also stop browsers. The fluid verse form, the tangible richness of words and images in this poem of spiritual growth from pre-natal existence to fulfillment, flood the receptive reader with a heady insistence, but although the goal of full understanding is a rewarding one, only the brave will make the effort. For very special sales.