"Greg's poems are by turns witty, ruminative, elegaic, and lyrical. His subjects are our common everyday experiences told in a highly evocative, tautly controlled vernacular that William Carlos Williams would have admired."

"One of Greg's poems is like a super bouillion cube. I read it and it brews up a whole gallon of me."

"Greg Keith's poetry makes accurate statements about physics, and at the same time elevates scientific concepts to a level that is intensely personal, emotionally and aesthetically charged, and (in the best sense of the word) spiritual."

"Greg's writing is passionate, emotional, erotic. It waltzes, with Astaire-like confidence, between our two most elusive, ethereal realms: hard science and the human condition. From neurophysiology to the boa of arousal; from the fate of Japan's blue coral to the origami of the human heart--nothing is more fascinating to Greg Keith than what this world is made of, and what we make of it."

Born in San Francisco in 1945, Greg Keith spent his childhood in rural Oklahoma and Oregon on dairy farms where his father worked.

At different times he has been a truck driver, a carpenter, a gardener, at intervals feeding himself as a musician, singing and playing guitar in bars and coffeehouses through the '60s and '70s. He lives in Santa Cruz, California and has worked as a computer programmer in Silicon Valley for the last eighteen years.

He is currently involved in a struggle with cancer which has so far cost him his right cheekbone and the orbit of his eye. This is his first full-length book.

Photo by Paul Schraub