Christian Anton Gerard’s Holdfast, his second poetry collection, is a story of dissolution and resolution, of a world made round by spokeshaves and brute imagining. The poet’s willow-hearted son sleeps in iambs; the bucket-truck mechanic plays Night Moves on a blue guitar; Spenser’s Calidore is perhaps the alcoholic riding ragged in an F-150. Gerard shows us the pasture of weedy, human understanding in all its lushness and courtesy.