"The through line of Sunday with the Sound Turned Off is Werblin's voice that wavers not in its navigation of wavering states--of mind, location, and heart. Personal pronouns are not just protagonists here; they are also vehicles, allowing us to get from 'I tell you these songs go only so far' to 'you can majesty your ice-age excuses' to 'his human capacity for rain.' Finally, it is a lyrical relation to the self in the world, and the self with other selves, that this book allows us to enter and to hold."--Barbara Cully, author of Under the Hours, Desire Reclining, and The New Intimacy
