"An Accounting of Days is a memory-haunted book. Lyrical snapshots of a life. Joy, desire, pain, it’s all here: The world before birth like a stage being set, then birth as we put on our costumes and go forth into these frozen moments of wonder and discovery, love and loss, in this tragic and joyful dance of days—that is for each of us, a parallel journey—on into the great unknowing of the end."

Michael Fallon

"Chicken heads strapped to bobbing crab pots, mating coral snakes under threat of a sheriff’s shotgun, lacey ironwork and cobblestones—these are some of the colorfast moments that crackle in Charles Seluzicki’s An Accounting of Days. As the purity of youthful experience mutates into unsettling weight in later years, I time travel with him into the duality of my own memories, into their blend of wonder and wistfulness. Infused with bits of humor and drenched with poignant notes, these poems are a testament to the 'tangled privacy' of reminiscence, to the way we manifest in all of its changing forms, and to the brief moments of resolution we can find in a sweet croon."

Caroline Wilcox Reul, translator of In the morning we are glass