ReviewAlthough the opening poem of this collection asserts 'The world is getting smaller, ' this is a poetry that aims (through careful attention to what is said and unsaid) to make the world a little larger, a little more capacious. 'Ice concedes a smoky sigh' and 'mottled whorls of stone near sand' sing the world to us in their memorable music and show us the world in relation, at elemental edges, in the conical labyrinths of light and shadow, our best and worst selves; Bluing explores attention and sound amid continuing flux of poetic shape-from longer discursive lines to single words surrounded by white space. Simply, the collection gives us a voice, the tracing (syntactical, tonal, musical) that almost, by the end of the book, speaks from the pages as a person on a physical and emotional journey through the world, a journey that Buckley has made into art and one that we, as readers, are invited to share. Tod MarshallWashington State Poet Laureate 2016-2018; Author of Bugle, Editor of WA129 One quality of the best poetry is allowing us to see with new eyes things we take for granted. Through Chris Buckley's eyes we see a crosswalk, a mousetrap, or a walk in the rain as we never have before. If you wish to see the sacred in what most people pass by on the street without noticing, these poems are for you. Paul E NelsonAuthor of A Time Before Slaughter and American SentencesAbout the AuthorAnswering the post-truth culture, C.W. Buckley's writing looks for permanence in the intersection between geek culture, conscience, faith, and fatherhood. From the East Bay Area to Seattle, from San Francisco to the Pacific Northwest, these poems explore the texture of the natural and urban worlds unique to the Pacific Coast. Together, they function as bluing: a ferrous compound once used to enhance the perception of color and brightness. In a world of bleach, bluing is the alternative-less clinical, more aesthetic, and largely forgotten as a relic of the past. The poems of Bluing invite the reader to hang onto what lasts, and to treasure the old as part of the new. A fourth generation West Coast native, Buckley lives and works in Seattle with his family.