Bombshelter Press, 1975 110pp
Early collection, limited edition, poems, rare.
Jack Grapes is a working film actor whose sense of humanity seems a mystery, totally uncharacteristic in a cesspool like Hollywood. This is a poet who happens to work for the greed-heads once in a while, yet his poetry remains thankfully separate and untarnished. As a matter of fact, when Grapes comes on with his almost Amboy Dukes prose voice flourishing when he writes about a German movie maker or a boyhood encounter with a prostitiute, it's all so sort of like what you might have expected if you heard Leo Gorcey reciting John Donne.
Michael C. Ford, Los Angeles Vanguard