"For only a very few of us, making poems is as natural, as inborn, as breathing. Jack Collom is such a poet. In COLD INSTANT, Collom once again grabs his spirit lollipop, puts on his Captain Rainbow smile, and brings us to 'poetry's perch upon the moment's ledge.' Collom has told us before that ecology is 'everything' and his poetry never fails to partake of the 'radiantly verdant ramifications' of that everything to which he bears witness so keenly. These poems bring it all together—'profusion, extravagance/ invisibility/ holiness'—proving that 'each tiny direction's a universe.' Collom capers with the joy and earnestness of a kid within his wild poetic traceries. His gift to us is to demonstrate that play is the form of wisdom we most urgently need"—Elizabeth Robinson.