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(T)ravel/Un(T)ravel
by Neil Shepard

Price: $13.00
96 pages
trade paper
ISBN: 9780922811885

AUBADE, WEST OF PARIS
(early spring)

throw open the doors --

almonds flowering
snow on trees, plums purpling
the black limbs of winter

flowering -- the ing is the thing
zing! -- dang if I ain't plain tame
this morning. I been dead
all winter, so tame is wild!
where I come from.

daffodils are yellow, not yellowed --
kids disappear in forsythia --
guardians on high alert, floating
over trees disguised as pink clouds --

throw open the doors! --

burble like a fool -- you've bungled enough
years -- burble, bungle, to hell
with the middle way, temper-
ance is our condition,
more than we admit -- not enough
heart epaulets -- not after thirty, no --

hereby decree all public men and women
shall sew hearts on sleeves or else --
shipped off to flower factories --

rough winds do shake
the darling buds -- how long
can these little courage-makers hang on?

"In (T)ravel / Un(t)ravel, Shepard has crafted a book of great beauty, comprised of poems of spiritual and physical longing and seeking. Here is art that recognizes its debt to the earth and to all that toil and create upon it, an art of exploration, of travel that will lead its readers away from any false sense of security their homeground might provide, leaving them forever changed." -- Todd, Davis, Rattle

"With a generosity of awareness matched by a rich vocabulary and a trove of lightly carried information that brings close the exotic and renders it familiar, Shepard moves across the world as a sort of lyrical investigative reporter, staying true to the evidence of his eyes, and reaching for an awareness that's informed by philosophic attention, full of thoughtful responses -- never opinionated, always illuminating. As readers he obliges us to accompany him on these journeys -- part wonder, and part fact-packed documentary -- leaving us startled and satisfied by the abundance and variety of the world we inhabit or imagine. Occupying our mind as well as our other senses, the poems in this mature and various fourth collection provide touches of transcendence matched by dashes of skeptical understanding of the often pitiless way of the big world -- its savage contrasts between luxury and abject lack, its dizzying shifts from erotic bliss to a melancholy consciousness of the misery that lies all about us. In addition, with their deliberate attachments to the American literary tradition -- the visionary line of epic gazers (Emerson, Whitman, Jeffers, Sandburg, Melville, Stevens, Poe) -- Shepard's remarkable meditations take their place in a longstanding debate, implicit or explicit, that American artists have always had with the Old World, European and other. 'Throw open the doors!' he says in one poem, and in so many ways the meditative lyrics of (T)RAVEL/ UN(T)RAVEL do just that." --Eamon Grennan

"We are taken, more than happily, all over the planet by (T)RAVEL/UN(T)RAVEL, but early on, we recognize that these are no glib or ill earned Tourist Poems: in the course of a rich and distinguished artistic and personal life, Shepard has discovered that 'Travel is the Voice/in the Void, the I's passport to Thou,' as this volume eloquently shows. Shepard takes on nothing less than teleology. Commanding that passport voice, resonant in poem after poem, the author speaks with a rare and refreshing maturity. The Void, and attendant nihilism, may tempt him, but, to quote Shepard by way of one great poem's title: 'I Say Nada to Nada.' As man and poet of the same age as he, I take courage from his confrontation of the abyss -- and his daringly leaping over it." -- Sydney Lea

"In language by turns luscious and unsparing, skeptical and sensitive, the poems in Neil Shepard's intricately conceived (T)RAVEL/UN(T)RAVEL ricochet the far-flung points of the globe where he has lived and wandered, from the Marquesas to Versailles, from Corfu to Cambridge to China and back around again, keenly seeing, absorbing, and reporting on the world, but this is no travelogue. With introspection, argument, homage, the poems go 'beyond what is sensibly revealed,' enacting 'abrupt dislocations of matter' in their wide-ranging intellectual concerns. Whether haunted by blind beggars, 'the cross hairs of their eyeless stares, worse than the eye of the all-knowing,' or contemplating with rue 'sculpted trees/supervising the eye toward ornate fountains,' Shepard's eye and intelligence construct a vision compelling, revelatory and necessary to our age." -- Carol Moldaw

"Neil Shepard's (T)RAVEL/ UN(T)RAVEL takes us from the sublime -- Paris in Spring, sunset on Corfu -- to an unscheduled toilet stop in a Chinese desert as fellow passengers cheer. Yes, there's light at the heart of this book; but darkness too, as the world and the traveler unravel and re-ravel, fall together, come apart. Shepard proves the best sort of traveling companion -- lively, observant, incisive, eloquent, charmed by the strange and familiar, the old and new. Climb aboard these poems. Enjoy the ride." -- Charles Harper Webb

"From the golden statement of his title poem, (T)RAVEL/ UN(T)RAVEL, through luscious dislocations of time and space (in China, Bali, Spain, Wales and more), poet Neil Shepard turns roving into an art and creates art from the sensuous apprehension that only a being in motion can give. Not only does the poet roam the world, he roams in time, making literature itself his landscape. And when he's sick of travelling, torn between the coddled life and the life deprived, Shepard begins his unraveling and locates the task of the poet in this globalized world: to live many lives and find words both native and foreign for the 'ever-widening distance' and the intimate, disparate connections he feels. These are poems of depth, discovery, and snap -- Shepard at the top of his powers."-- Molly Peacock

 


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