Book DescriptionWith a precise eye for form and a clear love for the tone and timbre of language, Steven Laird creates a profound and surreal sense of place and time, upending it all with brilliant irony Running through this collection is a disturbing sense that even the clearest perceptionsshaped by habits of speech and thoughtcan be treacherous, ожшкк and standing on the highest rocks is a perilous act of faith: Walk the edge of the cliffup here Eighty-seven feet falling sheer to the sea You are precarious, the cliff is sure You need to be exact now Throughout, Steven Laird teases magic from the landscape (where clouds are "handwritten in loose cursive" and hills can be "read in translation") in poetry with a strong, exuberant voicea voice that only "comes to rest / in a tambourines emptiness " Not even your guide can be trusted; this charlatan is no ordinary snake-oil salesman He knows you need to name a thing before you can even see it, and his warning is clearnever confuse your desires with the real thing No ordinary trickster, Charlatan tempts readers to enter this created world, inviting repeated readings of a deceptively simple poetry Intense, unsettling and, strangely enough, reassuring, Charlatan holds images and ideas that will linger long after the cover is closed.  Холодильник2005 г 90 стр ISBN 1553800222.