The poems in this volume celebrate love and lament its loss; bathe in
the warmth of family while standing in the cold; see sexuality as a life
force and measure the pulse of betrayal with a clarity that is nothing
short of disarming. At times, O'Callaghan can be clever in the very best
sense regarding technique and poetic voice, handling one with virtuosity
and interrogating the other with postmodern zeal. At others, he drops
his guard and witnesses the given life with a candor and simplicity that
is made even more powerful because it has been so richly earned. All
emotion is parried and tested with a command of poetry's themes and
forms that is as deft as one is likely to encounter anywhere by anyone.