Poetry. In this brilliant collection of paragrammatic and punning lyric, Huang shows himself to be a unique master of the language game. His sensitivity to word, syllable, and letter is that of a poet for whom English, first acquired secretly as a second language by a teenager in Beijing, has become a site of wonder and amazement–Marjorie Perloff. Quicksilver mentations, instant revisions, and Cecil Taylor riffs are warbled around the page in contrapuntal ecstasies by which documentary histories of immigration, imitation, and translation are tuned. Huang’s is a canny ad lib, the very thing you want to sing to the babe you bring to your crib–Forrest Gander.