The strange hours travelers keep - August Kleinzahler

August Kleinzahler's new poems stretch and go places he has never gone before: they have his signature high colour and rhythmic jump, but they take on a breadth of voice and achieve registers that his earlier work only hinted at. Ranging from Vegas and Mayfair to the Asian steppes and contemporary Berlin, these poems touch down at will in tableaux where Liberace unceremoniously meets with St Kevin and Attila with Zsa Zsa Gabor. Surprise after surprise, nothing seems to lie outside Kleinzahler's purview.This is the strongest collection to date from a poet with the vision and confident skill to make American poetry new (Clive Wilmer, The Times).