Poetry. Second Printing. "In the past two decades, Robert Grenier's work has advanced word-art in a joyous, pacific and irresistable way: his words are inscribed on visible (and-invisible, i.e. interior) prayer-flags that flutter above and around the habitations of many surviving anarchically intelligent humans in this hemishpere (and, I guess, the other one, too). Come from the wind/breath, gone into the wind/breath, returning and emanating, in great precision, playfulness, and delighted integrity, The intelligence of joy, once again manifest in our poetry"--Anselm Hollo.

Author City: BOLINAS, CA USA

Robert Grenier is a 63-year-old, wiry/paunchy, white-haired, disaffected, formerly influential, prototypical/clean-shaven/Harvard-educated "Language Writer" (from Minnesota) become wildly innovative, "neo-Romantic"/"old-fashioned," hand-craft-writing/image-making, scruffy, corn, beans and squash-growing/blackberry-apple jam-making/set-in-his-ways type of opinionated, "archaic"-nuthead/vociferously "correct," "liberal"/verbal/"extemporaneous" person living in Bolinas, California.