Anna Moschovakis measures words, crosses languages, and invents forms. In a mode of inquiry, friction, and barbed naiveté, these four long poems trouble notions of history, self-knowledge, and intimacy, insisting that "how to be" is a question we can never tire of confronting. From "Paradise (film two)":/ Being raised in science / under the sign of logic / I never understood how certain / promises / could be made / I could say "I promise / that unless something unexpected happens / I will do the dishes every night / this week" / I was very literal / especially with my lovers / I could say "I love you today" / but not "I will love you tomorrow" /