I found his work first in a terrific anthology called “Staying Alive” , Bloodaxe Books, particularly a poem called “The Dead“ , placed , as it happens , right after another old favourite , “Buffalo Bill’s“ by E.E.Cummings. Eerything else of his I found shared the same qualities…..quiet, undemonstrative, but funny, and haunting, leaving you with a glowing sense of wonder wrought mysteriously. How does he DO that ? He has been U.S Poet Laureate, but don’t let that put you off.
Let me quote a stanza from a poem called “ Nostalgia “ that sums him up for me.
|"The 1790s will never come again. Childhood was big.|
|People would take walks to the very tops of hills|
|And write down what they saw in their journals without speaking.|
|Our collars were high and our hats were extremely soft.|
|We would surprise each other with alphabets made of twigs.|
|It was a wonderful time to be alive, or even dead."|