This poetry leaves no stone unturned in its quest for the image in the reflecting pond. She has a wonderful way with words. I love the cliches. She is definitely a poet of the ekphrastic future moment when men and women will embrace shamelessly. A visionary.

Ann Lauterbach's work is a exquisite rarity in the subgroup of the subgroup of American poetry and poetics. That is, she's often (mis)aligned with the L=A=N=G=U=A=G=E folk, only because they perhaps come closest to comprehending and digesting her work. Great poetry takes hard work -- most of all, on the reader's part. All blurbs are mischief. Suffice it to say, if anyone's on the edge of making it new, it's Ann. And though "experimentalism" is often equated with nonsense/half-sense/absurd-sense, her work is none of them. At the heart of the hard is the divine. In time, perhaps a long time, it may be revealed that Ann is the heart.