This was a short, really enjoyable book of poems, largely in bestiary form and largely about fish. In a few cases it wandered into mythology and science history - the long prose poem the collection ended on was about US atomic testing in the Pacific - but the bestiary poems were the ones that stood out for me. They tended to be short and deceptively simple; of these, "Anemone" is my favourite. The rest, which comprised maybe a third, tended to be longer and, for me at least, more disjointed, with lots of different images (or different names, particularly of types of fish in different languages) stuck together. With one exception, I didn't enjoy these so much, but that one exception was the best poem of the book. Called "U.S.," it's a long list of descriptions of America where all the descriptions are fish. That sounds ridiculous, I know, but it's honestly quite amazing: "The U.S. is a small fish / with a false head; or a big fish / with false scales; or a dream / of the perfect fish / that turns into a nightmare" (p. 50) and on it goes, fishy metaphor after fishy metaphor, dozens of them, and I was delighted.