Books by the Lake

This volume has twelve pictures accompanied by texts, and a few additional texts -- I say "texts" rather than poems because even though they're divided into short lines, they're thoroughly prosaic. They're mildly interesting as explanations of spiritual ideas and myths, and as exhortations to ecological balance; but Robinson doesn't have the gift of words to make his sentences anything other than bland, occasionally dropping to the level of a spiritual self-help book. (Can myths be bland? Yes, if written with a sufficiently tin ear.)