|   Simon Cutts When I first read the first poems by Cralan Kelderbefore assembling what became Lemon Red, I had
 remarked to myself that in the best ones, he was a kind of urban Gary Snyder.
 Later, he showed me notes written in the margins of the manuscript of some of those poems, indeed by Snyder himself. 
 Cralan had taken a class with him in California, and Snyder's comments were almost identical to what I had said about the poems.  Later still, Synder denied ever meeting Kelder or writing about his poems. .  |