“Cheerful and boyish, Kirby’s . . . poems are long and chatty, prosey at times, written as though Kirby was trying to keep up with some bright inspiration moving at breakneck speed.”—Publishers Weekly

“A performer at heart, Kirby’s gift is the free-wheeling, comic monologue. In poems of some hundred-or-so lines that are often just a couple of sentences, Kirby writes in jagged stanzas that make use of the white space for suspense and breath. . . . Kirby [is] a poet of shared humanity. His antics on the page (in this poem its orgies) are anything but. His poetry embraces subjects, words, and readers of all types in a blaze of ebullience and humility.”—Joelle Biele, Harvard Review

“In the end, the playful wordsmith has it figured out. Poetry is an orgy — no, not in its easily imaginable excitement, but in its real indeterminateness: ‘you’re disappointed most of the time, but you never know what’s going to happen.’ Kirby is never disappointing AND you never know what’s going to happen.”—Baton Rouge Advocate

“The work is colorful and enjoyable, beckoning back to Kirby’s vintage techniques while managing to showcase his poetic evolution over time. In the end, whether a new or seasoned admirer of his work, Kirby has proved that The Biscuit Joint is certainly ‘done right.’”—The Weekender