On September 15, 2011 Micawber's Books in Saint Anthony Park, Minnesota, hosted a reading to launch The Superior Life, my book of poems and drawings. Below is my introduction to that reading, and it gives a good idea of what this book is about, I think:
To me poems are stories told from different places in the body….sometimes from the eyes or mouth, sometimes from the brain or the heart—but even the feet tell the story--or some cranny between vertebra or cells. Anyway, these are my stories, And my hope is that they can somehow be something of yours if one happens to tweak a memory or a thought or a wish—or your own song or poem or story.
I am grateful for your presence, whether you love poems or the northern wilds and lakes.
I dedicated this book to Gabriel, Britta and Laura, my children, with whom I rediscovered the stillness and riveting joy to be found "up north" in the BWCA Wilderness or meandering along the beaches and cliffs of Lake Superior. And I dedicate this reading to my father, Curt Larson, who taught me to fold a tent, paddle a canoe, and get there, no matter what.
These poems are here, though, thanks to Julia Jenson, Meghan Maloney-Vinz, Kate Shuknecht and Meg Masterson—these amazing women make up Broadcraft Press. I am grateful they chose to publish The Superior Life.
Fires are burning in the BWCA and my trip tomorrow is being re-routed. Tonight all our thoughts are there with the animals, trees and people who live there and love the place. So I’ll start with a poem about forest regeneration….
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To me poems are stories told from different places in the body….sometimes from the eyes or mouth, sometimes from the brain or the heart—but even the feet tell the story--or some cranny between vertebra or cells. Anyway, these are my stories, And my hope is that they can somehow be something of yours if one happens to tweak a memory or a thought or a wish—or your own song or poem or story.
I am grateful for your presence, whether you love poems or the northern wilds and lakes.
I dedicated this book to Gabriel, Britta and Laura, my children, with whom I rediscovered the stillness and riveting joy to be found "up north" in the BWCA Wilderness or meandering along the beaches and cliffs of Lake Superior. And I dedicate this reading to my father, Curt Larson, who taught me to fold a tent, paddle a canoe, and get there, no matter what.
These poems are here, though, thanks to Julia Jenson, Meghan Maloney-Vinz, Kate Shuknecht and Meg Masterson—these amazing women make up Broadcraft Press. I am grateful they chose to publish The Superior Life.
Fires are burning in the BWCA and my trip tomorrow is being re-routed. Tonight all our thoughts are there with the animals, trees and people who live there and love the place. So I’ll start with a poem about forest regeneration….
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