"These poems are drenched in sunlight. Many of the give back--with strictness of line and arresting detail--the landscapes of Greece, the south of France, or Mexico. But, more important still, these poems are drenched in the light of the mind: what might otherwise be an almost violent sensuousness is ordered and focused so as to yield not only a quality of feeling but a peculiar vision of reality. . . . 'Kyrie Babi, Beggar Musician from Anatolia' is a small masterpiece."

--Cleanth Brooks