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Stonework: Selected Poems
Stonework: Selected Poems
Stonework: Selected Poems
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Stonework: Selected Poems

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A selection of James DenBoer's poetry from five earlier book collections

LanguageEnglish
PublisherJames DenBoer
Release dateJul 7, 2010
ISBN9781310407970
Stonework: Selected Poems
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James DenBoer

I am a published poet, and the Editor of Swan Scythe Press, a small press dedicated to poetry, with the intent of helping good poets establish or enhance their reputations.

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    Stonework - James DenBoer

    WHAT OTHERS HAVE SAID ABOUT STONEWORK

    James DenBoer is the awake one, and vulnerable to his awakeness. In this physical world he has ties to the comic and to the suffering. He pays tribute, he asks for counsel, and a great spirit is born and sustained. Stonework exhibits the bonding of difficult material to lucid expression. What an artistic fulfillment!

    — Sandra McPherson

    There is a great clarity of mind in these poems, and also a great humanness. Taut, expansive, full of marvels--like a good life, the poems build and build. I love also the way they alternate between the intimate personal and the social (re)public. There is a moment,DenBoer tells us, when one has to take it/ all apart and put it back together. Call it: breaking & flowing. Why, he challenges, be unhappy, or afraid of this mixture? Stonework is a collection for grown-ups,one drop of blood, one drop of honey.

    — Susan Kelly-DeWitt

    At last a selected DenBoer. How discerning his art is, how richly speculative.For example, the black dog in the final poem that I love more with each reading is other self and perfectly other – the poem is brilliantly poised, thrilling. I fish, DenBoer says in another poem, for something in my mind/like steelhead -- fast, tough,/ running deep and toothed. Toothed!

    — Dennis Schmitz

    Stonework: Selected Poems

    James DenBoer

    The Walter Pavlich Memorial Poetry Award 2007

    Swan Scythe Press, Smashwords Edition, 2010

    Copyright © 2010 by James DenBoer

    All rights reserved

    ISBN: 978-1-930454-29-3

    Swan Scythe Press

    515 P Street #804

    Sacramento CA 95814

    Editor: James DenBoer

    Book Design: David den Boer

    Cover Design: Mark Deamer

    Cover Art: Clarence Major

    The poems in this book are, with only a few exceptions, from Learning The Way, University of Pittsburgh Press, winner of the U. S. Award of the International Poetry Forum; Trying To Come Apart, University of Pittsburgh Press, winner of a National Council on the Arts Award; Lost in Blue Canyon, Christopher’s Books; and Dreaming of the Chinese Army, Blue Thunder Press. We Might Change was first published in The Iowa Review.

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    I.

    Direct strokes [Nature] never gave us power to make;

    all our blows glance, all our hits are accidents.

    Emerson, Experience

    LEARNING THE WAY

    After the fall of first snow,

    we start our game of tracking

    on bluffs above Lake Michigan.

    I read up in summer on the knacks

    of Indians, and practiced them

    on friends a half hour back;

    learned to leap from grass clump

    to stone, find hard ways to go

    over frozen fields. Alone,

    escaping, with the slow boom

    of waves against packed ice

    cracking below, I tested the limits

    of my self by itself.

    Plains winds tuned the steps

    of those intricate dances.

    DEAD FROG

    I’m always reaching

    for things to throw to keep

    things back;

    the belly of the dead frog

    glowed like a stone

    on the dark road.

    My common mistake:

    to take flesh for stone

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