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About the 1985 edition of North Northeast, Dick Allen wrote, “These poems hold usstock still, making us react to what we may have observed but not realized before: a defunct tobacco barn, an abandoned greenhouse, a man who collects thousands of bones, grapes with ‘misty skin like a mooning lover’s eyes.’” Allen noted that “In Wyeth,” his favorite poem from the book, contains Rennie McQuilkin’s poetic credo:
“What appeals to me most about this book, I think,” commented Constance Carrier, “is the directness of the language and of the imagery, a directness with overtones that echo...the people are drawn as simply as figures in a primitive painting, but the hand that drew them is skilled and sensitive, leaving out only the extraneous.” Click here to read five sample poems. |
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BOOK STATISTICS ISBN: ISBN 978-0-9770633-3-8
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THIS Fresh from the elegant park at Coole I hear them again, close overhead, |
CEREMONY, INDIAN SUMMER The afternoon ripens, the whip-poor-will resume their ritual, arched bodies coiled above the bridal dance And deeper down in the angling light the color of the lingering sun, is so complete each red-gold, black-lined |
THE DIGGING It’s that time of year, How early the freeze, I’d say the earth. It’s stiff, Once it was us against the beetles, in white. Now look. a seam of them, still perfect. kneel down to sift for more. |
ROCK BAND WITH FIREFLIES
at the strobe-lit dance of a summer school how it matches the fireflies sparking over the fireflies flashing like an amplifier’s I am
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