There is a natural ecstatic in Steven Nightingale, whom one might situate on a scale between Emerson and Rumi. And there is also a craftsman--with a jeweler’s or a watchmaker’s meticulousness--who wants to make the sonnet mirror his wonder at the architecture of things. They are both very present in this, his third sonnet sequence and they make a labor of praise and a praise out of labor

                                  --Robert Hass,

                                 Former US Poet Laureate