out of the ashes

Friday, September 9, 2011

The Satires

The sun is rising noticeably later each morning. Another beginning, or ending, of a season. Already, somehow, I see the holiday season looming; a time of joy, reunion, and gift giving.
So often in the past this quiet pause has been the time of a discovery of some new work. I'm not sure why, but it's as though I stumble upon a book that Providence has placed purposely in my path.

I'm stuck in my writing, scratching my head for the right words. The book I'm reading is a disappointment, and I have to struggle to finish it. And then the gem presents itself. A gift from seemingly out of nowhere. That is "The Satires" by Duncan McGibbon, a writer one year younger than myself, light years older in the perfecting of his "craft"--what a misnomer!

If poetry can be called art, then McGibbon's canvas is vast and colorful. His work isn't for the casual reader--it's heavy stuff. He's been writing and teaching for years, and he knows the language and how to use it as well as any master working today. I intend to review it at my group, but as I've mentioned to a few others, poetry is not the genre I am at ease reviewing.

I find it incredible that at a site such as Bookrix, devoted to showcasing authors and their creations, this man's work seems to have languished regarding reads and comments. I will take up the cause and do what I can to change this. McGibbon is one of the brightest stars in our humble site's heavens.

I invite all my readers to see for themselves. Visit him at "Blondel"--his username--and then on an evening after the sun has set and the heat of the waning summer day has lessened, relax and read this book. You won't regret it.

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