Pilgrim at Tinker Creek
reviewed by Camille Renshaw
Issue No. 24 ~ May, 1999
Dillard is teaching us to see. She wants us to be totally immersed in the present, because some day soon 'we die and are put in the earth forever.
Dillard is teaching us to see. She wants us to be totally immersed in the present, because some day soon 'we die and are put in the earth forever.
WWII from the German point-of-view; a study not of strategy, but an epic tale of a nation led astray.
Centered around the New York School of poets, this is a story about New York, Abstract Expressionism, and the fifties.
A collection of lesbian writings which, unfortunately, is little more than a showcase for "a few excellent pieces within a framework of sometimes insipid and less-than-stellar works."
"I'm not going to say a thing about "all that post modern tv scrap culture generation x bullshit" ... I will say that m loncar has found a way to project the surface of late twentieth century American pop culture in a kind of holograph that spins us forward at a rapid rate on verbal wheels..."
Going Native possesses both the crude, offensive, and blaring nature to hold the interest of a Stephen King fan as well as sufficient ironic wit, intelligence, and bizarre brilliance to keep those of us who finished Don DeLillo's Underworld interested....
As the book jacket proclaims, "it's more than a mechanic's memoir: it is a meditation on machines, metaphysics, and the moral universe." Jerome is curmudgeonly in the best New England intellectual tradition, but he's also astonishingly down to earth...
"Rarely do words carry with them such long-standing pejorative connotations as the terms "witch" and "witchcraft." Although most folks living on the cusp of the twenty-first century claim not to believe in witches in the same way that their ancestors in seventeenth-century Colonial America might have...."
"The approachable, earthy and personal voice for which Hudgins is best known has taken over and taken off in this collection and what you hear is what you get - a sounding more painfully honest and sadly more bitter than anything that's preceded it...."
In the interest of fairness, I should begin by admitting that I’ve been a Naomi Shihab Nye fan since I was old enough to read. I grew up in San Antonio, where Nye lives, and I took a poetry class with her when I was …