Showing posts with label Lucas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lucas. Show all posts

Thursday, June 18, 2015

Book Launch: Even in Winter

Book Launch: Even in Winter

I have just published my latest collection of poems.  It is called Even in Winter.  In this collection I take a new turn in how I have put the poems together.  Previous collections have been form specific: either the entire book was dedicated to a single form (such as Microcosmos which is dedicated to renga, or White Roses dedicated to haiku), or each section of the book is form specific.  An example is Lanterne Light which contains three collections of poems and all three collections are form specific; the lanterne, the tetractys, and the cinquain.

In Even in Winter I have mixed the forms, so the collection is not form specific.  All the poems are formal, but the forms are interspersed and not grouped into form specific collections.

Five forms are used: Etheree, Fibonacci, Lucas, the Even Sequence, and 100 Friends.  These forms are explained as part of the back matter in a section called ‘Afterthoughts’.  I felt that the different forms worked well with each other because all five of the forms share a similar overall shape.  All of the forms start with very short lines and then expand into longer lines.  What differs among the forms is the pace of the expansion.  Here is a quick look at the syllable counts for the five forms used in the collection:

Etheree:               1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10
Fibonacci:            1-1-2-3-5-8-13-21, etc.
Lucas:                  2-1-3-4-7-11-18-29, etc.
Even Sequence:   2-2-4-6-10-16, etc.
100 Friends:        2-4-2-4-6-4-6-8-6-8-10-8-10-12-10

I think of this collection as a kind of bouquet of forms.  Hopefully they are attractively arranged.  The collection covers a number of themes; nature and seasonality are central.  Spirituality and my commitments as a Quaker are woven into the collection, hopefully in a not too obtrusive way.  I think I would say that the overriding theme is the human relationship to eternity in an ephemeral world.

Even in Winter
ISBN: 9781514224649
118 pages
$12.00


Monday, November 11, 2013

Untitled

Sunlight
Cold
November
A few strangers
Memories like leaves scatter,
Is that me in that picture from years ago?
I used to believe that there were many intriguing things that I could know --
Having entered the roaring blizzard of silence and endlessness the pursuit of knowledge became a greed to forgo,
In the middle of a field whose perimeters are only vaguely perceived, in the shade cast from a massive boulder, dropped by an ancient glacier, there lies the last patch of slowly melting snow.

Thursday, August 15, 2013

Landscape

Summer
Warm
August days
The morning haze,
Drifting in from the sea, stays
Until about eight or nine when the sun's rays
Evaporate the last traces of cool creating distinct pools of shade
Cast by scattered old oak trees in my neighbor's dry field while in the sky a few swift-moving clouds are in beauty arrayed

Friday, March 8, 2013

Destination

Sorrow
Dirge
Our last words
At the graveside
While apple trees are in bloom --
Where do all of our friends and relatives go?
Under the warm cloudless afternoon sky there's no trace of last winter's snow.