Some readers may find themselves craving more of this interaction in Anatomy of Keys, wanting the dialogue between the young Colwood, BC poet whose family owns a locksmith company, and Houdini, the Hungarian handcuff king, to appear more often throughout the text. Others will find the lack of navel gazing refreshing, considering that it appears within the already too confessional borders of Canadian poetry. Either way, the decision to stay out of his characters way does show that Price is thinking for himself in these matters -- a rare quality among young poets, and one which is quite worthy of praise in itself.