His Selected Poems is an excellent book- the problem is that the book has a dozen or so long poems, & they are the only poems really worth reading in his oeuvre. He has a very limited range. That he is good at he is very good at, but he repeats himself far too much. His poems are more like odd incantations. When a unique topic or well-phrased run begins the poems take off. When the subject of the poem is just Left Wing whining or assorted banalities the poems are almost parodies of the Beatnik ethos. In short, his poetic skill is that of a laser- if diffused it is worthless & has no effect.