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Radiance
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  • Paperback
  • Jun.01.2005
  • 9781932339918
  • Word Press

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Barbara Crooker’s Radiance is a book bursting with abundance, with joy. Crooker’s lyrics, ranging in tone from hushed to exuberant, catch the richness and grace of the world in their varied lines about art, about nature, and about experience. Book Excerpt:   ALL THAT IS GLORIOUS AROUND US (title of an exhibit on The Hudson River School)   is not, for me, these grand vistas, sublime peaks, mist-filled overlooks, towering clouds, but doing errands on a day of driving rain, staying dry  inside the silver skin of the car, 160,000 miles, still running just fine. Or later, sitting in a café warmed by the steam  from white chicken chili, two cups of dark coffee, watching the red and gold leaves race down the street, confetti from autumn's bright parade. And I think of how my mother struggles to breathe, how few good days she has now, how we...
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Barbara Crooker’s Radiance is a book bursting with abundance, with joy. Crooker’s lyrics, ranging in tone from hushed to exuberant, catch the richness and grace of the world in their varied lines about art, about nature, and about experience.

Book Excerpt:

 

ALL THAT IS GLORIOUS AROUND US

(title of an exhibit on The Hudson River School)

 

is not, for me, these grand vistas, sublime peaks, mist-filled

overlooks, towering clouds, but doing errands on a day

of driving rain, staying dry  inside the silver skin of the car,

160,000 miles, still running just fine. Or later,

sitting in a café warmed by the steam

 from white chicken chili, two cups of dark coffee,

watching the red and gold leaves race down the street,

confetti from autumn's bright parade. And I think

of how my mother struggles to breathe, how few good days

she has now, how we never think about the glories

of breath, oxygen cascading down our throats to the lungs,

simple as the journey of water over rock. It is the nature

of stone / to be satisfied / writes Mary Oliver, It is the nature

of water / to want to be somewhere else, rushing down

a rocky tor or high escarpment, the panoramic landscape

boundless behind it.  But everything glorious is around

us already: black and blue graffiti shining in the rain's

bright glaze, the small rainbows of oil on the pavement,

where the last car to park has left its mark on the glistening

street, this radiant world.

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The author of more than 625 poems published in over 1950 anthologies, books, and magazines such as Yankee, The Christian Science Monitor, Smartish Pace, The Beloit Poetry Journal, Nimrod, The Denver Quarterly, The Tampa Review, Poetry International, The Christian Century, and...

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