She sleeps naked, wearing pearls, to play her part. Robin Morgan' s latest collection is a tour-de force: poetry that thrills the intellect and stirs the emotions. Robin shares her joys and intimacies which take centre stage and laments ' the ringmaster' s desertion' as death hovers in the wings and aging unfolds, while laughing at the pain / through the gridlocked traffic in my brain. Light and shadow, sleep and wakefulness, holding tight and letting go, regret and contentment, order and chaos, battle it out simultaneously through the interplanetary and domestic worlds. So trust disorder' s order, be glad all permanence is temporary, since no matter what you lose you gain: chaos composts grief and love together.