“InWhite Nights, Alan Jenkins is conjurer, ventriloquist, medium, ghost writer. He’s writing through the ghosts of Baudelaire, Rimbaud, Laforgue, Larkin, Auden, and Brodsky as much as they whisper through him. ‘Translation’ doesn’t begin to cover the case. These are poems of lyric communion: sour notes, eros, melancholy, cauterizing ironies, a participatory and fully mastered art. A tour de force.”

“Each of these Jenkins nights, in the various styles so hauntingly reminiscent of poems and persons we’ve most loved, awakes in us something beyond nostalgia, remembered and yet predictive. Fortunate are those poets he comes after or long after, as are we readers. This is luminous stuff, triumphant recall and ongoing venture—really wonderful!”