Poetry. The poems in COLD STORAGE are revelations in the fullest sense, uncovering a world at once familiar and rendered new again in resplendent, transformative detail: a halo on the threshing floor, a drop of water on the skin, the nearing dark. Keith Althaus is a poet who walks by the shadow yet thrills with his illuminations, producing lanterns from yucca blossoms, a last breath, or "a plain hospital gown." Here, light is what surrounds a painting or frames a closed door, saturating both the landscape and the interior of the self until "even darkness glows." With spare language and a painter's eye, Althaus delivers poems that are intimate yet gorgeous, effortless yet intricate. This book marks the stunning return of one of America's pure voices in poetry--we are grateful for the light he's cast.

"Cold Storage is filled with those enigmas so frequently found at the heart of the real. It possesses a shrewd, sad wonder at how and where we live, and a honed awareness that nothing is quite what it seems, people least of all. It is a book like no other at this crazed, ridiculous moment on our beautiful, sorrowing planet."--David Rivard