This is a very accomplished and musical collection. I bought it after hearing the author give a reading, and just had to have it to read for myself. It features several poems about the singerman, a man who would be paid to sing while workers were roadmaking and other such tasks, which went faster with music to create a rhythm. The cover is painted corrugated iron, which refers to a poem about the church roof, the only roof they could afford, but it is described as such a thing of beauty that it seems precious. The title poem, A Light Song of Light, is Kei's exploration of why he writes, what he writes about. These poems are accessible but not simplistic, are full of music, often celebrating unsung heroes. These are lyric poems in the true sense of the word. Mesmeric.