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The average rating for Ninety seaons based on 2 reviews is 3.5 stars.has a rating of 3.5 stars

Review # 1 was written on 2015-11-16 00:00:00
0was given a rating of 4 stars Emanuel Collier
"Blue is my sky peter And white my frayed gull. We had begun to sail Into the milky magma, the gull’s cry and the moon’s tail beyond the glassy posts and the squeaking cordage where the long waves leap and the crests of wind reform their ragged continents. Voices that cry out at the world’s end or here on the sky’s anvil, fraught with space, will have no ears. All sights and sounds are a perished wake, are the lost bearings of the unfound star which hides no haven in a waxing light. Attempts to measure the sun’s long spoke by day in a ladder of cloud will make no way through the wrinkled shroud. There will be no world there when we are there, and no one to know, even the lone hand at the wheel whose face is caught in a tanned and wrinkled dream. Drugged by water and wind into the dream of the water’s vertical eye, armed with no measure of the fathom’s track we sink and die and rise again unknown, and knowing no release no certain bound, our misty bodies die and rise and are nowhere found to us who never cease and never return to the lost world or a new world found." (“The Unreturning” by Alfred G. Bailey, p.27) "Each colour is an act, blue is an act of grace. Red is a shiver as felt in a fever. Gold remains the glory of the face of earth, but green is the giver." (from “Colour Chart” by Alfred G. Bailey, p.29) "While the sun smote The harbourside and town With the full weight of noon" (from “The Launching of the Forest P. Waterman” by William A. Bauer, p.43) "The moon is a mighty magnet. It draws With all its force The foaming tides Up the long reaches Of the shore. Also it raises the tides of blood and life In menstruous women Twisting their bowels and bellies." (from “The Moon Is A Mighty Magnet” by Elizabeth Brewster, p.48) "Only at night, in the stillness, low and plain You can hear the far deep rumour of sea on stone." (from “Back Road Farm” by Charles Bruce, p.57) "Only the apple trees recall the dream That flowered here- in love and sweat and growth, Anger and longing. Tough and dark and wild, Grown big of stump, rough in the bark and old, They still put forth a light ironic bloom Against the green utility of spruce." (from “Orchard in the Woods” by Charles Bruce, p.61) "Woven in the slap of water on fluent gravel." (from “Words Are Never Enough” by Charles Bruce, p.63) "Words are never enough; these are aware Somewhere deep in the soundless well of knowing, That sea, in the flesh and nerves and the puzzling mind Of children born to the long grip of its tide, Must always wash the land’s remotest heart. These are the fellows who keep the salt in the blood." (from “Words Are Never Enough” by Charles Bruce, p.64) "Then let what you tell rise as a myth real as the wind with no begin or end; let lovers never know we stay where they have been." (from “Don’t Mention” by Eddie Clinton, p.66) "At the edges of the midnight fields time is breathing in the rib cage of each abandoned hay rake." (from “Night Poem in New Glasgow” by Robert Cockburn, p.71) "and the sea is here where air carries it washing daylight white" (from “A Dog in a Dream” by Robert Gibbs, p.91) "In that darkness, a luminous ring with innumerable rooms where the dead hibernate; doorways opening into a centre hall where a party’s in full swing." (from “Death As A Helix of Drunken Owls” by Sunyata MacLean, p.108) "Cold cleaves my face. The sky blazes apocalyptic with stars." (from “Snow Songs #18” by Alden Nowlan, p.112) "I think of ice in springtime breaking in the night, And all along my northern river Hammered by the moon, Men and women smiling from their sleep To dream how soon the winter-punished earth Will blossom for a season like their flesh." (from “Cologne” by Kay Smith, p.128)
Review # 2 was written on 2011-07-23 00:00:00
0was given a rating of 3 stars Jenny d Davis
I managed to find a copy of this book at Cheap Thrills, I was super impressed. Early Cohen, Atwood, and Layton. If you can find a copy, I would say its a gem among paper trash.


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