I am off to a crazy late start to the summer reading challenge. Absorbed by family matters (parent care-giving), my mind has not been capable of being still long enough to read much of anything. But, for some reason, this little book by Susan Howe kept nagging at me to sit down. This is not
Wow. I can almost stop right there with my review. I finished this book in two days, and can honestly say that never have I read a book that I would immediately recommend to anyone and everyone. This book was so incredibly personal and touching, I almost felt like I was invading the author’s privacy.
This is another book that my son chose for me. I am not sure if he goes by the covers, reads the back of the books, or if it is just plain intuition, but he always finds something that carries a message that I need to hear. And, in this book, hearing is basically the
So, the top book on my stack, “The Underground River,” was given to me by my son Michael for Christmas. I finished it this afternoon, and absolutely loved it. The writing is subtle and easy to read, while dealing with intense subject matter, which created a contrast that I found very appealing. The book in
So, this book was another gift ~~ this time from my husband, Chris. He knows that I love poetry, and that I also spend quite a bit of time in spiritual study and practice. So, what a perfect combination in this book. And then, to realize it was edited by Jane Hirshfield was an unexpected
I first discovered Cid Corman in ModPo- one of his poems is something of an anthem for the class. But I truly fell in love with his work when listening to a celebration of his poetry on a video from the Kelly Writers House, where a beautiful poem was recited and discussed. I don’t have
So, I finally finished the book I posted at the beginning of the challenge- like Alison & The Golden Notebook, I may not have carved out the time if I hadn’t announced my intention to finish it to this group..! And I am so glad that I did commit to it, and get through it,
I woke up the last couple of mornings and decided to curl right back up with my cup of coffee and this lovely book of poetry by David Hinton. The poems have a dryness, a quality of emptiness, but one that has a trickling stream of fresh water, and various oases of language and images
What an incredible book. I am not sure if I *read* this book as much as I *experienced* it. I feel as though I have been on a week-long retreat to a space somewhat beyond time and reality, though fully encompassing both. In “Nine Gates” Jane Hirshfield takes us on a journey through language, communication,
I would normally not think of placing these two books side by side- but having read them one after the other, I find that they share a real-ness and rawness that is very engaging.. Reading both books, I felt as if I was hanging out with a friend for an afternoon of tea and story-telling.