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David Kirby…deeply satisfying…Kumin's casual mastery of beat and rhyme suggest her debt to the poets who preceded her. As Emerson knew, poetry is not a terminus but a journey toward a destination never reached—it's the journey that counts. Poems like "Looking Back in My Eighty-First Year" unroll with a deceptive smoothness that brings to mind Freeman Dyson's description of the Nobelist Paul Dirac's papers on quantum mechanics: "Exquisitely carved marble statues falling out of the sky, one after another."
—The New York Times