meghan o'rourke gives a fine fair account of the work of

an entirely pedestrian innocuous poet.

here's something of mine:

PARTYING WITH SPARROWS
Sitting among a mass of favorite harmless feathered friends on the roofed veranda-way: they deserve memorialization: for flitting as rapidly as zipping birds, noisy twittering monsters, so small so loud, such a profusion, zippa-dee-doo-dah,
nesting in nooks crannies, in the pigeon spikes! Flying
brontosauruses to worker ants, males black and brown striped, girls mouse plain, lots of tufts of grey. They can live on crumbs indeed!