One of the freshest, most inventive and surprising new poetic voices to have emerged in the 1990s. Brenda Shaughnessy"s beautifully controlled poems house a virtually uncontainable intensity. Haunted and hopeful, fevered and willfully flawed, they seek out multifarious avenues of access to the "strumpet muscle" of the human heart in language that gyrates between necessity and invention. Here is the next illogical step in love poetry.