‚ÄúThere is more playfulness, sorrow, bravado, self-mockery, verbal dazzlement, emotional reckoning--more virtuosic sentence-making and anxious human awkwardness--in these nineteen terse and brilliant poems than an unsuspecting reader has any right to expect.  More leaping, more daring turns, more graceful footwork along the edge of a crumbling cliff.  Or, as Gibbons would have it, "I mean she danced like a suspension bridge/in an earthquake."

- Mark Levine