“Curtis Bauer is precise about birds, be they crows, chimney swifts, sparrows, swallows, starlings, cardinals, doves or grackles. Like Robert Frost, he knows the phoebe doesn’t weep, for–like him–he is deeply versed in country things. But Bauer is wide-ranging and doesn’t make a moral distinction between Iowa and New York, any more than he does between American and Spain, where he lives part of the year. He is one of the most tender new poets I know, yet when the subject calls for it, he can be as harsh as necessary, for he is a keen observer, and he is sane, a sane realist with a vivid imagination.”
—Gerald Stern, author of In Beauty Bright
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