In the skirt at the center of the universe, the poet ryki zuckerman dispenses with capitalization, but capitalizes on both the particulars and the vast inventory of human interactions and conditions, past, present, and future, with a clarity of intention and a smattering of amusement. Imagination fuels her vision. With varied points of view - from a meteor, from a long ago wronged woman fading in history, and from herself - the voices come forward to share their story. Offered up are 'the moment, ' the mysteries that surround us, and glimpses into wonderment