Reading the selections in this book that makes you want to sit down and write. I found three authors I knew, and a few others I'd met, and many more I wish I could.
I've met J.C. "Catfish" Mahan of Edmond at the Labor Day, "Labor Fest," poetry reading in the Plaza District. http://www.facebook.com/OklahomaLaborfest His baritone voice matches the power of his written words. In this book, these lines from "Rural Oklahoma" grabbed me:
"Out here the towns are small and shrinking father apart
But the cemeteries are big and growing well organized."
Writers I'd like to meet:
- Poetry publisher from Cheyenne, Dorothy Alexander. In "State of the Arts in a Red State," she writes,
of poets and artists, brander 'other,'
who persevere, huddled against ragged
winds of self righteousness and fundamentalism,..."
- K.L. Chapman of Norman, in "Summer Sunsets in Oklahoma":
- Retired OU prof and architect Arn Henderson takes your mind on a township and range divided trip with "Base Line and Meridian:
witnessed
through the glass of measurement
marking the directions I traverse the grid of ... "
- Award-winning Chickasaw author Phillip Carroll Morgan, whose "Aerial View" I cited in the last post. His humor is also terrific, and included a poem "Today's History Lesson: The Great Casino Treaty of 2012 (The Treaty of Riverwind)" about the Federal Government nationalizing Indian Casinos:
of 2011 was an act of Congress
requiring all Indian gaming operators
to vacate their casinos ..."
Writers I know:
- Chase Dearinger, a former student of mine at UCO, finishing his MFA, in a short story, "Second Coming." The first sentence that makes you keep reading:
- Former journalist and professor at Murray State College Sharon Burris, in the conclusion of "Days of Birds and Touch":
dipping and swerving as if one
sinuous serpent, but
never touching.
Never touching.
Like us."
- My dean at UCO, Pamela Washington, about being a child in a small town, in "The Cache I Carry":
"Okies know, it,
West of Lawton,
Outsiders spell it wrong.
I carry it.
"I carry nostrils full of horse sweat and manure--... ."
Those ought to whet your appetite for exploring Oklahoma.
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