I have to caveat this review with the statement that I know Miller, and in fact, went to school with him in an MFA program, so that is full disclosure that I am not an entirely objective reviewer. Miller digs deep into his childhood and his deceased father, and I remember discussing the ambivalence Miller had about his father's sufism when we were in graduate school together. This is far more deeply and consistently personal that Miller's first collection which explores Miller's love of anglo-saxon version as well as transgendered and queer identity. Yet this is also some of Miller's most vivid and beautiful writing.
Do yourself a favor and if you are a fan of poetry, read this elegiac collection.