Diane DeCillis set a heavy task for herself in her second poetry collection, When the Heart Needs a Stunt Double. After all, her first collection, Strings Attached, was stunning in ways only a book of poetry can be: the expert blend of form and content, the innovative and satisfying imagery, and the equally deft seduction of the heart and mind. I was both impressed and delighted to see that DeCillis has once again delivered a tour de force, this time turning her attention to the impersonators, the imposters, the stunt doubles. Though sweets are in reality "the apocalypse of the body proper" and chair legs are bars of a fanciful birdcage, DeCillis reminds us that "the thorns still perfume the air in every room that held your breath." DeCillis is an author at the height of her heart and craft, and this is a book to be read and reread.