I had high expectations for this book -- high enough that when I got halfway through and realized I hadn't internalized anything Stewart had said, I started over at the beginning and took notes to keep me focused. And for that first half, it payed off. Stewart has lucid and interesting thoughts tracing the history of the various senses in literature, and the ways in which they show up in poetry.
Unfortunately, I thought the book lost focus in the second half. There were entire chapters that left me wondering how it related back to her basic points on senses, interpersonal relation and deixis, or even what conclusions Stewart was trying to draw at all. The last chapter is worth reading at the beginning, perhaps, because it lays out at least what Stewart saw as connective tissue.
Ultimately, I'm more disappointed because the book started out so strongly than critical of how it ended. It's not bad, but if I were recommending it, I might suggest only reading the first few chapters.