Drawn from his notebooks, handcrafted books by Alex Caldiero have been blossoming like wildflowers in a wet spring. There is an open, free, improvised feel to the collections. That feeling comes, I think, from their being less collection and more the accumulation of thinking/feeling/writing at a given time, the products of intense and concentrated effort, improvisation on paper that matches the freedom and strict form of the best jazz improvisation. These are finished poems, performed live with extraordinary skill.
Two examples from the 2007 Notebook 8 (27 July—28 Sept), titled An Orphic Explanation (click on the image for a larger version):