These poems would be impossible before the age we’re in. A great scramble of space-age, electronic-age, solar-drive pieces of consciousness careens through these pages. It’s a Now book, but carrying with it a fragmented tide of nostalgia. For in our time the gears are catching the flesh, and Ron Ellis is there to record and reflect, to see the picture and nail it before us. He rattles our memories while confronting us with the violence of something not yet formed but looming from our future.

                                                                    —William Stafford

"...a quiet music in the language, attention to subtle texture, a sense of physical presence, and a deep kinesthetic awareness in these poems which root them firmly in the here and now."

                                                                —Sarah Beers, The Writers' Place, Vol. 4 No. 1.