Bees in the Grass

With a style somewhere between a hipster and a Japanese landscape painter, poet Len Schweitzer has mastered the poetics of image. In this, his first full-length book of poems, he presents us with such exotic pictures as a "fedora glazed with paris rain" and a "dead man's skull rattling with silver coins." He invites us to recall the scent of frangipani, the taste of mangoes and honey, the caress of a warm Gulf Stream breeze, and a hundred other bottled-up sensations that awaken the senses like an after-dinner tipple, sip by sip, poem by poem.