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Doty's sixth poetry collection offers the picturesque pleasures of a travel diary in subtly formal verse, except that the subjects of his slide show (Manhattan, Provincetown, Key West) are not normally counted among the planet's more exotic locales. But no matter. Doty is keenly alert to the still lifes and epiphanies that may await around the next street corner: "a long argument/ of lilac shadows and whites/ as blue as noon"; a pet-shop parrot's "coloratura tape-loop/ of whistles"; or a church steeple in the midst of restoration, "scraped to nude intensity." Like Elizabeth Bishop and Marianne Moore, with whom the poet shares a talent for vivid yet concise description, Doty wears his prosody lightly, using carefully calibrated assonance and alliteration rather than direct rhyme to focus his images in the mind's eye ("this little archipelago's/ flush chromatics require/ sea-light on humid acres/ sun-worried to fecundity"). While several meditative pieces one on Whitman, another on his lover's tattoo seem precious or self-indulgent, by and large Doty's technicolor lyrics call us to the physical world, whose indelible blessings constitute a source of unending inner renewal. Fred Muratori, Cornell Univ. Lib., Ithaca, NY
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Doty's sixth book of poetry shows his elegant and strong style while exploring both public and private life. Read morePublished on October 12, 2002 by "blissengine"
~Doty is truly a living poetry legend. In terms of imagery and the richness and weight he can put into a line few poets exceed his talents. Read morePublished on June 18, 2002 by Chris R. Richards
Mark Doty amazes again. His latest collection of poems collectively titled SOURCE is just that: he takes us to the source of experience whether from the visual, the memory, the... Read morePublished on February 20, 2002 by Grady Harp