In  Motion of the Cypher  Ray DiPalma's glyphic, synaesthetic formulations transport us quickly to the nether regions of life and the poetic imagination where "Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow / Still only brings us to Wednesday" and ".... vicious disclosures about criteria /... form an entire government out of amnesiacs." Sometimes angry, always truthful, these poems unite exquisite musicality with a philosophically incisive eye, a rare combination. — Nick Piombino