Bøker av Lois Parker Edstrom

"Eschewing grandiloquence, Edstrom''s poems take a pensive stance towards the immediate, the ''ordinary,'' while quietly rooted in the rhythms of the natural world. A master of simplicity, her prosody carries a balanced, musical, clear stream of language with understated authority. ''Poetry pinned me to bliss,'' sums up the poet, in full possession of her craft."-Lorraine Healy, author of Mostly Luck (MoonPath Press)"In The Language of Tides, Lois Parker Edstrom has gathered over a decade of everyday poems, seasonal poems, ekphrastic poems, poems set in the real light of small-town life, and more. And most every one joyfully intimates how ordinary moments, which are also our moments, belong to the tide in which our particular forms rise and fall. Edstrom poses the poet''s wager-experience your timelessness for the price of embracing your fleetingness, as do, she suggests, the autumn leaves ''skittering along the road like brown-robed monks.''"-Jed Myers, author of The Marriage of Space and Time (MoonPath Press)

"When a poem inspires you to wander down to your local inlet to view the spoonbills, herons and pied stilts, then it's not unreasonable to say the poet has made a connection! Glint is a dazzling three-part collection containing poems of place, nature and family. Lois Parker Edstrom ferments, shapes and bakes words, creating an optimal environment for every poem to develop and flourish. Only when it's reached perfection, she presents it to us, often with a subtle spiciness which teases the palate at the end of the tasting. Filled with humour, delicacy, soulfulness, and boldness, this collection is worthy of world-wide recognition." -Ruth Arnison, QSM, curator of Poems in the Waiting Room, New Zealand "The precise language of these poems is astounding as it works through both sensation in nature and the soul. This poet melds nature, family, and surprising imagery into a unique equation that is both harsh and subtle. I feel blindsided in a perfect way when reading this collection; this is work that sticks hard." -Amy MacLennan, author of The Body, A Tree

“Night Beyond Black pushes through the limits of the given—color, light, natural world, experience—to question what lies beyond with level-headed intelligence and, always, kindness. Edstrom's language is devoid of pretension yet elegant and precise, like the inside of a beehive. She shares with Stanley Kunitz a way of perception that is equal measures playfulness and gravitas, rooted on the soil around them, open-canopied.  Almost hidden by the beauty of these poems, there is a small history of the American West of small farmers and quiet small-town folk—their love of nature and their decency passed on to the poet, and from her to her descendants. Having been ‘recommended to poetry’ perhaps later than she would have liked, Edstrom delivers a full-length collection unrushed, mature, and as resplendent as the sea light she so loves.”   ~ Lorraine Healy, author of The Habit of Buenos Aires and Abraham’s Voices"Suffused with Nature’s palette, the aptly titled Night Beyond Black is a delicately nuanced poetic exploration of shifting darks and lights, sometimes as interpreted by visual artists (édouard Manet) , other writers (Richard Wilbur) and always originating from her inner impulses. From Van Gogh’s Café Terrace at Night where the light makes darkness ‘bearable’ to romance’s ‘eating the bread of love’ in ‘flickering sunlight,’ Edstrom showers light infused with her reflections of familial love as the ‘least expected’ granddaughter’s pressing against the window at dawn catching ‘the glitter of the world,’ leaves her equally spellbound. With this contemporary re-picturing of the Romantic sensibility, Edstrom’s Night Beyond Black enriches us all.” ~Whitney Scott, TallGrass Writers Guild President and member of the Society of Midland Authors“The poems of Night Beyond Black ‘dip below the surface of a life, go deep’ to explore a world where ‘silence sings’ and ‘a flock of birds turns / flashing a dark underside.’ Through wilderness, grief, and undulating fields of wheat, Edstrom leads, along paths of insight and wild violets. Hers are words we will savor, experience like the soft tap of the honey bee brushing our lips, knowing ‘something necessary (will) emerge.'"   ~Ronda Broatch, author of Lake of Fallen Constellations