The Devil Take a Crooked House, Tom O'Leary's long-awaited second book, is like Fool at the Funeral, awash with ribaldry, blarney, and winning Irish formality which references the tragic. It cannot be mistaken for the work of any other writer.

In the Wellsprings of the Ear brings together the best of the stunningly original poems in his previous 3 volumes, plus 17 new pieces brimming with the Celtic devilment and music that have made him a unique voice in American poetry. No one else writes like this.

House on the High Road

High lady low road the red treasureAgain on my hands, my intentionI swear was words onlyA reasoned package to deliver her, Therefore I went

My both hands empty and outheldShe could see, she could seeSuch innocent bare anglesMy thoughts cutCrossing the last stones

Now the dogs...