D.H. Tracy seems to find the subjects for Thylias Moss's new book, Tokyo Butter, off-putting ["Eight Takes," March 2007]: Japanese dairy industry scandal, funnel cake, ethos of head wraps, in vitro fertilization, arachibutyrophobia, spontaneous generation, obsolescence of the Y chromosome, Chernobyl, trigonometry. But these subjects intrigue the hell out of me. When I read a sample of Moss's poetry I felt an instant connection—like a high pole lineman restoring power to an entire city. D.H. Tracy says: "All right: perhaps this is a poetry we are not yet ready for." I say not only are we ready for this type of poetry, it's long overdue.