by Bruce Bond, editor, American Literary Review

In Dennis Camire's lavishly imagined book of odes, he has moved the genre with unexpected verbal invention deep into its true vocation, that of giving back delight to the world that delights us. In doing so, the joy we meet in these poems springs from an intelligence and play that refuse the easy irony of uncommitted fancy. Such is the ambition of these poems that wear that ambition lightly. That the wit here is so vibrant and memorable, so abundantly sustained, is rare enough. Rarer still, however, is the space his relish opens for the sometimes dark music of praise.