"For Revell, love is a large kingdom, and White Campion dazzles and aches as it commemorates the trembling balance from which the original heart of these poems beats, memory. And though we can't regain the innocence of the past, memory is a way to re-enter the Paradise of our youth. Within it, advent and farewell are ceremoniously present. We are tied together thus. These poems are ecstatic in their relentless reverence of this dear world and ever-chastened by a lingering melancholy for what gets 'wiped away.' Praised be the poetry of Donald Revell!" –Pam Rehm
