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Collected Shorter Poems, 1946-1991 Paperback – January 1, 1992
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Carruth's lyrics display a range of diction and vocabulary which allows him to modulate easily from low to high style and to incorporate moments of humor in otherwise serious, even solemn poems without violating that tone. His lyrics often derive from careful observation of the natural world, not merely to see things but to consider. Typically, Carruth presents his observations through details objective enough to allow us to "see" the situation yet in language that renders the emotional construct of the subject.Read more ›
When I first started out to make what later became known as Hayden's Runaway Pond, I borrowed
Baldy Langdell's little Cat that he used mostly for sap-gathering in his hillside sugar orchard
Over in Waterville, but he had a blade on it, and once I got the hose connections tight
It worked well. I had a good spot, and Pop Foster, the county agricultural agent, agreed. "Ideal," he said. It was a gentle downslope sort of folded in the middle, where a brook
Ran straight down from a spring in the woods behind, a good spring, never known to run less than nine quarts a minute in the driest season. I went to work. "Now watch you don't scrape too deep in the hardpan," Pop said and I nodded. I pushed dirt to all sides, but mostly to the front, where the embankment would be highest,
Like a dam. Pop showed me how to set up the standpipe with a wing valve at the bottom, the outlet pipe
Headed straight forward under the bank and into the brookbed again. It didn't take long,
A day and a half with the dozer. Then I set the valve just a mite open
So some water would continue flowing out into the brook and on downstream,
But enough would catch in the pond to fill it. I watched. Slow, very slow, only a puddle
After the first two days. But I expected that. I sowed the banks to rye, clover, and orchard grass.
Of course that summer, after the pond filled and water spilled into the standpipe so I could close the bottom valve,
It was a sterile pond. But the next spring I had frogs, big ones and little ones, and that summer
What I call the purple water flower seeded in and some bullrushes on the far side.Read more ›
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My wife was pleased with the book. She is a fan of Carruth work.Published 17 months ago by Larry L, Rubendall
The poems are shortER, not always short. Book was in decent shape, though marked up a bit more than I expected.Published 22 months ago by Carolyn B.