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Boudreaux has a dazzling capacity for sudden imagistic insights: "like plucking a camellia from a neighbor's tree," "turned paradise by twilight," "a sultan with a taped wood fungo bat," "a shot of bourbon/hush of evening." These poems follow in the sidestroke of the wild poet Stevie Smith ("Not Waving but Drowning"), yet are also soothed and "entertained by angels" -- a path opened by a quoted scriptural passage. Gold New Orleans jazz lifts as high as friends "high on a suspension bridge" and accompanies earthy celebrations, "like pulling gold bracelets/from their well" about a meal of...