Wayfarers
(Pelekinesis 2018)
Nomadic outsiders wander in a mythological world subject to chance, good
or bad fortune. A family crosses the American Southwest in the 1920s.
And a home dweller explores the mystery of familiar places.
In these poems, tales told by multiple narrators, wayfarers move through
a sparsely populated terrain, finding hardship, beauty, peril, the ineffable.
Some are escaping events beyond their control, some choose to roam, and
others stay in place, delving into the interior landscape.
Katrinka Moore’s Wayfarers leads us into depths of mote-filled quiet where we bask/in radiance. With deft craft and a dancer/choreographer’s grace and eye for nuances of movement, we become travelers ourselves and find out what’s over there that (we) can’t find here as well as delving into our own familiar landscapes which blossom in their stillness. Readers will slip between the last sound of evening/before the first night noise and
be present as light from all sides reaches our eyes. Carefully placed assemblages filled with stalks and seeds organically enhance the poems. You will be enriched by taking the journey offered.
– Karen Neuberg, the elephants are asking (Glass Lyre Press)
With these poems Katrinka Moore is prospector, each poem starting as a shovel of good earth. Thrown into a tray, washed and screened
for gold the mesh varies. Bigger to smaller shakes the net on which the poems catch. Nature as dependent nirvana phenomena. They are
observational poems. They follow an “inside narrative,” with one perception immediately following the next.
Nuggets of gold and of dross wet from her work, seen, presented. Poems of Right Attentiveness. Poems on a shifting journey, a metaphor
where parataxis Mind-objects resonate. The Wayfarers drawn to different places. We entered the stream above the crossing. The words
of Moore’s instruction make each poem in this volume a recipe for how the universe works. We find in her poems the discretion of her text
the perception nature of self, how the senses happen.
She is a fresh, summergreen writer of ecological cautionary tales and the tense energies as found in local woodlots. Interesting concepts
and depth of language spark like the fireflies (what else).
– Alan Casline, ROOTDRINKER
Wayfarers
(Pelekinesis 2018)
Nomadic outsiders wander in a mythological world subject to chance, good
or bad fortune. A family crosses the American Southwest in the 1920s.
And a home dweller explores the mystery of familiar places.
In these poems, tales told by multiple narrators, wayfarers move through
a sparsely populated terrain, finding hardship, beauty, peril, the ineffable.
Some are escaping events beyond their control, some choose to roam, and
others stay in place, delving into the interior landscape.
Katrinka Moore’s Wayfarers leads us into depths of mote-filled quiet where we bask/in radiance. With deft craft and a dancer/choreographer’s grace and eye for nuances of movement, we become travelers ourselves and find out what’s over there that (we) can’t find here as well as delving into our own familiar landscapes which blossom in their stillness. Readers will slip between the last sound of evening/before the first night noise and
be present as light from all sides reaches our eyes. Carefully placed assemblages filled with stalks and seeds organically enhance the poems. You will be enriched by taking the journey offered.
– Karen Neuberg, the elephants are asking (Glass Lyre Press)
With these poems Katrinka Moore is prospector, each poem starting as a shovel of good earth. Thrown into a tray, washed and screened
for gold the mesh varies. Bigger to smaller shakes the net on which the poems catch. Nature as dependent nirvana phenomena. They are
observational poems. They follow an “inside narrative,” with one perception immediately following the next.
Nuggets of gold and of dross wet from her work, seen, presented. Poems of Right Attentiveness. Poems on a shifting journey, a metaphor
where parataxis Mind-objects resonate. The Wayfarers drawn to different places. We entered the stream above the crossing. The words
of Moore’s instruction make each poem in this volume a recipe for how the universe works. We find in her poems the discretion of her text
the perception nature of self, how the senses happen.
She is a fresh, summergreen writer of ecological cautionary tales and the tense energies as found in local woodlots. Interesting concepts
and depth of language spark like the fireflies (what else).
– Alan Casline, ROOTDRINKER
Thief (BlazeVOX, 2009), a collection of lyric, prose, and visual poems,
is available here or on amazon. Please see George Held review. |
Numa (Aqueduct Press, 2014) is an epic poem about a shape-shifting numen, with photo collages by the author.
Available here and on amazon. Reviews by Maura Candela, Elizabeth Poreba, and Sarah Stern. |
This is Not a Story (Finishing Line Press, 2003), winner of the New Women's Voices Prize in Poetry, is available at This is Not a Story_FLP.
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This Full Green Hour (Sonopo Press, 2008), is an anthology of work by the One O'clock Poets. Available on amazon.
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