Nevadans "Thank you so much for Nevadans. I especially liked the gambling poems -- and in general the imagery is precise, the lines neatly turned out and the book very accomplished." -- Marjorie Perloff. “I love these poems. They possess a wry vision rich in subtle ironies and emotional generosity. The language and imagery are as real and surreal as Nevada itself, as gritty and spare as its geography, as dry and fresh as the desert air. This is the work of a true original, a genuine explorer of the physical and emotional.” --Mary Stewart Hammond DESERT This land is sand grains; under walking feet Nevada shifts. A rock resembles a toothed wall. Desert stones drip shadows, real and felt. The women call, “See the people's shadows joining hands!” In the middle of this valley, wild wasps entangled in crazy coils fertilize stamens. Crowned in gold dust they swarm off. Wind slams against rock, a yellow sage blizzard blows; rain drums like a demigod who holds the faith of its people. Rain cannot wash the circle of day away. Fall suns accumulate beyond the town borders. Soon, winter emits its slow hungering light. One circle doesn’t notice the sky's tired black. The circle moves, ever so lightly. Again winter at winter’s center. Awakening, a yellow eye flies beyond. _____________ Women in Literature, Inc. Announces Distribution of Nevadans Price: $12.00 $2.00 shipping and handling Californians add sales tax of $1.02 Women in Literature, Inc. is a nonprofit educational organization. 601 Van Ness Ave, Unit 6 San Francisco, CA 94102 |
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