I heard Michael Palmer read back when I was studying at Michigan. Perhaps I wasn't ready for him then (that happens, that writers speak to you at different points in your life, even certain books speak to you differently when you read them again at another time, in another space, at another place in your life). At that time I couldn't get into him, but now, I just read Company of Moths and was like, wait, this is quite good--that first section "Stone" made me read and reread every poem before I could go on.So now I'm giving The Promises of Glass another go--I started to read it back then but couldn't get past poem one. But now, having tasted his syntax and breaks...well, so far, so good... ( )