'An insightful meditation on modernist poetry as at once a reflection of a fallen world and an attempt to grapple with that condition through poetic forms that are by necessity doomed to fail in their endeavours, Pryor's work is remarkably clear in its argument and moving in its articulation of how and why modernist poetry recognizes its own limitations when faced with the problem of the world it inhabits, and with the problem of its own generic identity.' Matthew Levay, The Year's Work in English Studies