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poetry

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    tom montag*

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reading, writing, & criticism

    michael j. bugeja

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    e.d. hirsch

    j. hillis miller

    patricia t. o'conner

    p. t. o'conner (jr.)*

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    robert j. ray*

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    ronald b. schwartz

    george steiner

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    michael casey

    john of the cross

    kyriacos markides

    alister mcgrath

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    chester p. michael*

    isabel briggs myers

    jacob needleman

    henri nouwen

    fiona robyn

    douglas v. steere

    timothy ware

*with exclusive inerview

 
this year's even slower

[rabbit drawing]Fiona Robyn has another year for you.

Last year, I read and reviewed A Year of Questions: How To Slow Down and Fall in Love with Life.  It’s evident from her second “year” book, just released this month, that Fiona, a therapist, has taken her own counsel.

Fiona succeeds in turning seconds into moments, which is akin, I guess, to turning time into eternity.  small stones: a year of moments is a collection of 365 poetic realizations that you’d get if you made a poet into film and opened the shutter for a moment a day.  Few words.  Great images, and even greater evocation of spirit.

A couple of my favorites:

(temporary home)
the cats pace the new rooms like men waiting to become fathers

look up!
pale orange branches, pale blue sky

A moment from Fiona’s book is the kind of thing I send my students back into their journals to feel for – the moment when words become something more: maybe the starter dough for new writing and new living, and leastways the proof that we can all be film if we will just expose ourselves a moment.

And whimsical, kind illustrations, like this rabbit, abound.  On sale this moment.

 

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Posted July 23, 2008. 

 

 
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