"Lesle Lewis's new poems give, and take, the unit of the meaning of the sentence. She rhymes with Michael Burkard, Robert Creeley, Mary Ruefle, Jean Valentine, James Tate, Fanny Howe. Who speaks here represents an esoteric, doubting, canny, coherent, chemical self which wakes-sleeps-utters all from the same mouth with wayward, roving, strabismic wall-eye. It is the generous, centering indeterminacy we may have been missing"--