"Reads like a fireside chat, a storyteller's story, frozen in time on the printed page."

Robert Morgan has long been one of this country's finest poets. Now he shows that his hand is just as steady in fiction.

There is comfort and humor in Morgan's evocation of country people trying to survive.

Robert Morgan has a rare and cunning gift: he can sift through the detritus of the past, pluck objects and images from his memory (especially his childhood) and elevate them to the point where they become -- in the sense that Campbell used the word -- 'numinous.'

It is such a pleasure to rest on the fertile banks of [Morgan's] imagination, engaged by a steady current of haunting images and carefully chiseled phrases, that when the final poems comes, the reader feels as if the power company dammed the Green River without putting it to a vote.