Poetry. "Rob Cook can be as unerring as a dream in fitting an image to the mood he wants to convey. His subconscious seems to be guiding him, but he is taking us through the real world and not a construct of fantasy. There is more than the title to make a reader nervous in BLUEPRINTS FOR A GENOCIDE, although the simple insight in 'We will be returned to the cubicles / that have been dug for us' must bring a glow of satisfaction as we find the modern workplace recognized And in nature, in a world seeming to be spinning in reverse, there are 'winds / at the velocity of mountains/drifting deeper inside a goshawk.' Ever imaginative, the sequence unfolds with the language beautifully matching the adventurous vision of the poem."Here comes a voice. Deal with it. Whatever dimension you've enlisted as your favorite poetry room, this is where the lamps are flickering like dragonflies and the clock beneath the window is howling like a thermometer. Rob Cook's BLUEPRINTS FOR A GENOCIDE is that rarest of things, a truly modern poem, not just a post-modernist's word trick, or a parlor toy, not just another boundary in Facebook countries. Here is the first real challenge. The first one that made it through the puncture holes where what seemed like sunlight, but was really just the nanosecond blinking of a satellite, seeped through." John Goode"