Billy Collins has a knack for making the familiar exotic and the arcane instantly accessible. His 1991 collection, *Questions About Angels*, is a loving and often amused search for "the infinite / permutations of the alphabet's small and capital letters." This phrase comes from an ode to his first literary experience—and needless to say, Collins is more honest than most of us might be. Though he would later discover "frightening Heathcliff" and "frightened Pip," and even Adam and Eve, fiction for him began with another famous pair: Dick and Jane. Throughout this witty volume, he explores other heroes who have expanded his vistas--including Goya, Kafka, ancient mapmakers, Constable, and more than one lexicographer in hot pursuit of *le mot juste*:> Somewhere in the rolling hills and farm countrythat lie beyond speechNoah Webster and his assistants are movingacross the landscape tracking down a new word.Collins makes you remember your initial delight in metaphor and simile. In "The First Geniuses," for instance, he imagines an era before "the orchestra of history / has had time to warm up," before inventors and artists could quite suss out how to use their gifts:> They have yet to discover fire, much less invent the wheel,so they wander a world mostly dark and motionlesswondering what to do with their wisdomlike young girls wonder what to do with their hair.Though his world is heavily populated by painting and literature, several melancholy, cigarette-packed love poems make it clear that people have equal sway. Yet Collins is always intent on proving that art, too, is experience. In "Metamorphosis" he dreams of waking up as the 42nd Street branch of the New York Public Library. "I would feel the pages of books turning inside me like butterflies. / I would stare over Fifth Avenue with a perfectly straight face." No one should be surprised to discover that his wish was partly granted. In 1992, that institution named Collins--with a perfectly straight face?—a "Literary Lion." *—Kerry Fried*words : 10962