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Product Details

  • Paperback: 62 pages
  • Publisher: Louisiana State Univ Pr; First Edition edition (March 2007)
  • Language: English
  • ISBN-10: 0807132241
  • ISBN-13: 978-0807132241
  • Product Dimensions: 8.7 x 5.9 x 0.4 inches
  • Shipping Weight: 2.4 ounces (View shipping rates and policies)
  • Average Customer Review: 4.0 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (1 customer review)
  • Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #3,643,841 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)

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About the Author

Michael Chitwood is the author of six previous poetry collections, including The Weave Room, Salt Works, and Whet, and the essay collections Hitting Below the Bible Belt and Finishing Touches. He is a visiting lecturer at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill and a regular commentator for WUNC-FM.

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1 of 1 people found the following review helpful By J. A Carty on June 14, 2007
Format: Paperback
This morning I finished from Whence by Michael Chitwood. This was a great read. Chitwood does what I also am trying to do: writing about the "poorer" class (couldn't think of a better word); country people in a poetic/beautiful way. I don't want to copywright infringe but to given an example here is a last stanza from The Garden.

What I remember

is the way she squatted,

her legs tucked, the dark beneath her skirt,

her blouse, her breast,

the quick scissors and her hand's boquet.

I was just struck by his ability to take simple words, simple actions and make them sing. I can only hope I ever get close to writing that well.
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