'I’ve got the kind of mind that jumps around, makes leaps to places it shouldn’t, then twists back to the starting point again.” So warns John Kinsella, Australian poet, academic, critic and editor, at the beginning of this memoir. It is a sentence that might chill the heart of a reader setting out to tackle the prose of a poet, with its promise of confusion and entanglement, but in fact this book is refreshingly lucid, at times almost childishly so.' (Introduction)
