This newest collection of poems from Tomaz Salamun is exuberant, ambitious, and full of surprises. Here the devil is encountered and understood- I see the devil's head, people, I see his whole body . . . he longs for innocence, as we do. Here the poet juggles many tones, languages, and countries. Desire is evoked as both frustrating and exhilarating-I'm watered by longing, knocking myhead into the wall, on the ground, or I burn, burn, folded up on the couch.And memory comes back to remind us of the laws and experiences of childhood-Once again you are let loose in the seaonly after five o'clock in the afternoon to takea dose of sunlight like the ticking of the clock. At once daring and clear-voiced, The Book for My Brother is an extraordinary achievement.