The muse ushers him down corridors adjoined by antechambers,
where each receding sequence is more intriguing than the last. His style
bears the hallmark of total engagement. The exciting pacing builds on
unexpected projections that are sly, wry and winsome.
— Jeffrey Cyphers Wright, Poetry
Roundup, The Brooklyn Rail, February 2008
The sense of loss from a past that has faded away infuses many of
the poems. Winter Journey is dedicated to Kenneth Koch, and Towle has a
lot of his old mentor's humor, though his is generally more ironic than
Koch's. . . . Towle is at his strongest when he soft-pedals the irony and lets
the heart seep through.
— Reagan Upshaw,
Bloomsbury Review, March-April 2008
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