Waterglass

"From the water glass of a snow-globe paper weight, to the glass like frozen waters of a winter fountain; from Heraclitus' deep river, to art's shattering, kaleidoscopic mirrors. These poems begin in time and change, in everyday experience, in sky and cloud and water, but find their end in imaginative vision and its transformations of all we know and see into a luminous reflection. They look for the disappearing line between the water that runs through our fingers, the glass that we turn in our hands."--BOOK JACKET.