"As the title In the Bowl of My Eye suggests, these are the poems of an astute and compassionate ob-server. Brimming with insight into human nature and our place in the natural world, they are also rich in literary allusion. Like Anne Carson's 'whacher' in 'The Glass Essay', the narrator awakens us to a deep, intuitive, and unsentimental worldview. We are invited to see everything: neighbours, strangers in the park, and the evolving physical world in intimate detail while moving effortlessly throughout centuries and across cultures.We see the borders that divide--but also the essential oneness of all. The work of a master poet, these poems bear reading and rereading as the eye that guides our vision continues to both comfort and distress." --Dorothy Sjöholm, author of why the telephone stopped ringing "As acerbic as he is tender, Garebian observes our age--and our agings--with the precision of an anthropologist and the catholicity of a fl'neur. His weapon is not microscope but magnifying glass.

As it scans Garebian's suburban milieu with Darwinesque curiosity, it somehow always catches the light, producing frequent and unexpected conflagrations, tiny sacred fires." --Gavin Barrett, author of Understan.