A collection of poetry by photographer Hans Beacham of Austin, Texas, some previously published in The Texas Quarterly, others never before published. The editor has illustrated the book with photographs, mostly of flowers in his yard. The poems are sometimes immediately, limpidly accessible; at others, perhaps impenetrable. All echo Hans Beacham's unique vision of life, all glitter with the razor edged irony at work in him. The book is not intended to generate profit and will be sold at the lowest possible price.