An independent man, a wanderer, whirls through these poems at an invigorating pace, and in a variety of voices. There is a breezy geography of outdoor spaces, fishing, small towns and seasons in Montana, Vermont, and the Sierras. There are childhood memories, chance deaths and loves, portraits of real and imagined people, self portraits. All are conveyed with great style and brevity, and an energy so infectious that even the few black-mood poems have a kind of mad cheerfulness. Succinct without being empty, with leaping thoughts and images that maintain the thread of meaning, these poems compressed and controlled by a restless, wide-ranging and sensitive but totally unsentimental mind; their hard-edged awareness is both bracing and exciting.