Just as in the collection that followed this one, False Clues, Ron Schreiber comes across as a very likable guy, writing warmly about friends and wistfully about lovers, and with a rather tentative reflectiveness about his displacement in society and his anxious internal changes. The last few poems ...
Many of these poems are addressed to friends, or are low-key thoughts on getting along in daily life, and friendship. (Pre-AIDS, we note -- when the gay community that Schreiber talks of was to be so devastated). They are varied enough in form, and acutely observed enough, to make pretty good poetry...