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Want also to put in a word for Kim Addonizio, whose new book, Tell Me, is as good as her first, The Philosopher's Club. Long poem in between wasn't, I think, successful - characters have everything stacked against them from the start and go from zero to minus ten. But her short poems are feisty, engaged, humorous, various. And there's a poem in The Philosopher's Club that is, in my experience, far and away the sexiest poem ever written by a woman. Very different but also good, thoughtful: Lucia Perillo, new selected. Rereading Jim Daniels, poet of work, workers, unemployment and the grey horror of Detroit - has the pay-for-each-word spareness I like, much less rhetoric than older fellow-Detroiter Phil Levine. I recommend anything of his. Carcanet some years back brought out a collection by John Peck, Argura - dense, knotty, worth the work.