“Kleinzahler makes lyric sense of urban grit and neon. His wide-awake poems have an intimacy of attention new to American writing. Read him slowly: study the details: every phase is an event.” —Guy Davenport

“Kleinzahler's poems in Red Sauce, Whiskey, and Snow twitch and jerk and snap their fingers at you all the time. High and low vocabularies hang out together. They are hectic, pulsing things, ever alive to the music of words when spoken. The atmosphere is that of some all-night emporium in which every item is on sale for one dollar. In these democratic qualities, they take us back to Walt Whitman and his inventive restlessness with words. They are expansive, energetic and, from time to time, a touch crazed: an authentically American voice.” —The Economist