You've got to revel in MaryAnn Miller's poems: their wild variety, humor, dead-on truth. Their poetic high-jinks-fractured sonnet, sestina, musical free verse. Their vivid detail seen through a painter's trained eye. With wit, verve and devastating delicacy, the language peels back the layers of a long life of looking hard to reveal the human coordinates of a mind alive with all it has taken in. Locus Mentis affirms the difficult abundance of life lived in the real time of catastrophe and joy and in the transformative no-time of making art." - J.C. Todd, author of What Space This Body