I first heard Michael Casey read these poems on a July evening in New Hampshire long ago while the war in Vietnam was still a tremendous confusion and sorrow for all of us and the poems made sense of it in a new way. My writer father had discovered that our summer neighbor was a poet and had invited him to read to us. I was stunned by the power of the language, the great-heartedness of the poems, the way Casey was not afraid to write about how men act under pressure, the way he used ordinary words to describe extraordinary feelings. Now I read the poems in a New York City apartment in a time that seems as confusing as the 1970s. Michael Caseys poems changed as he went back to work after the war and later when he moved north, but their power is undiminished. He is tough but the poems are tender. These are poems that grab you by the heart and refuse to let you go. Read them! Susan Cheever, author of Drinking in America: Our Secret History and E.E. Cummings: A Life
These are wonderfully droll, deadpan poems, like slyly condensed short stories, with an eye for the tellingly absurd detail and an ear for the oddities of everyday speech. Michael Foley, author of The Age of Absurdity and Isnt This Fun: Investigating the Serious Business of Enjoying Ourselves"
If Robert Frost was a poet of the rural New Englander, Michael Casey, also a New Englander, brings to life his mill town background, the guys who didn't go on to college and the larger world, but married the girls they dated in high school and got jobs in the mill. When he's sent to Vietnam he captures his fellow soldiers in their own military jargon. A master of the vernacular, he forces one to question writing in the 'correct' language when so many of us speak it quite differently, the language we think and feel in. Rare among poets, he's willing to explore colloquial speech in all its messiness, and gets it down perfectly -- in fact, he's got us all down spot on. This collection, with its wide range of voices, is a unique achievement. -- Edward Field, author of The Man Who Would Marry Susan Sontag and After the Fall: Poems Old and New