This is Gluck's first collection of poems published in 1968 (at age 24). A bit more uneven than latter efforts, but overall it still shows her excellent insight into everyday issues with her edgy writing style. "The Egg" is a moving poem about an abortion with lines such as""I heard my insidesRoll into a crib"She also has her simple phrases:"Now/the weather is such grease" which so simply describe a complex event.Great stuff as always.Reread in 2013: and liked it even better.