The lives of Chicanos and Mexicanos have become a welcome and fertile ground for some of our most talented, young poets (Rigoberto Gonzalez and John Olivares Espinoza come to mind). Juan Delgado with his new collection "A Rush of Hands" is no exception. But Delgado also addresses those simple, beautiful experiences that cross all ethnic lines. An example is his short poem, "Kiss":As you spoke, a cricket sangIn my tumbleweed heart,And wild sage surrounded us.When your lips touched me,A bird felt a fountainWith its fluttering wing.(If "Kiss" doesn't make you break out in a smile, then you must never have loved!) Both despair and joy permeate Delgado's honest, uncomplicated yet lyrical lines. This is a beautiful, powerful rush of words.