Most of his poems are also lyrical, with striking imagery. Here is a poignant description of a Coney Island sideshow performer in the beginning lines of “Scorpion Cowboy,” from This is Not a Skyscraper.How does he tend to the body’s needs?Clunk! His pincers thud like sand-filled shoes.Making his mother’s body bleedwhen he was a boy, he swore he’dmask his thalidomide shame like a bruise.-Sharon Olinka