In 1952 Replansky's first book, "Ring Song", stunned critics with the clarity of the young poet's language. Despite the vitality of her ideas and the freshness of her words, she was, however, blasted for her cynicism. Fortunately for those tender-spirited reviewers but unfortunately for poetry readers, she didn't publish another book (with the exception of a chapbook) until now. Here in the 1990s, when a poet might be criticized for his or her "lack" of cynicism, Replansky has found her place. With timeless grace, she sets each poem simmering with powerful phrasing and universal experience, as in "Foreigner," which, combining an underlying compassion with razor-sharp imagery, she begins, "He is alone and unarmed / and has no vessel for his vanity. / His curse is spoken, but nothing trembles. / His praise like rain runs in the gutters." Replansky brings us ageless work in a collection that should not be missed.