Beguiled by Webb's poetry since October '99, when I found myself in a bookstore poetry section unable to tear myself from Liver's marvelous poems, when a screaky voice, breaking my concentration, asks, Are you going to buy that book? 25 years go by, and Old Gnu-- this latest collection of driven, deeply remembered, funny/tragic, linguistically brilliant, brilliantly composed and moving explorations of the human experiment-- once again captures this reader's whole being. From "Dreadnought eggs" to the "pure pornography" of plants, from his "way of making turtles swim in air" to wondering if we are "a yeast infection in our Mother Earth?" Reader, I wholeheartedly recommend you buy this book, so you can delight in this Old Gnu street corner a capella elegy/panegyric. -Roger Weingarten