Poetry. I’ve waited for more than twenty-five years to be able to hold in my hands a new full-length collection of poems by Adam LeFevre, one of my very favorite poets ever. A SWINDLER’S GRACE is a wry and ribald psalter, an American almanac of historical dismay. With an unflinching knife-blade of intelligence, Adam LeFevre underscores his lines with an oblique yet quietly elegant sense of disconnect he lets us understand that we’re not feeling what we think we should be feeling. No poet of my generation is more accomplished at making a world so clearly askew on its axis feel, in its luminous abstractions, more properly aligned. Adam LeFevre is a master, a magician, and the most gracious swindler in American poetry. David St. John