Drawing on the 111 poems Mario Petrucci composed for his newborn son, "crib "was completed on the boy's first birthday. Tender though never sentimental, inventive yet anchored in physical and psychological reality, this multifaceted poetry collection records a father's profound attentiveness to his boy, refracted through the poet's radical devotion to language. In its fascination with infant consciousness, "crib "adds a distinctive strand to Petrucci's immense" i tulips" sequence. Bringing wakefulness and sleep to archetypal pitch, these lines extend paternity into fresh dimensions that encompass ecology, geology, and cosmology.