"A pulse of something rare, quiet, and holy beats in the heart of these poems--call it the seasons turning in his beloved Scotland, call it a lyrical voice addressing and blessing this poet's beloved recognition of the gifts of this earth, which he gives back so generously to us. In "Stopping To See" he tells us "You are blown out, /have gone beyond all clocks and watches/ink a place where only being matters." And, indeed, these poems touch and dwell in the sacredness of pure presence, which is a miraculous and even deeper gift that puts us in touch with eternity. Only by books like this is our humanity fully revealed and redeemed." -- Robert D. Vivian, author of Cold Snap As Yearning and The Least Cricket Of Evening and Professor of English, Alma College