{"id":1309,"date":"2011-01-10T19:38:36","date_gmt":"2011-01-11T01:38:36","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writerlyhaphazardry.net\/?p=1309"},"modified":"2011-01-10T19:38:36","modified_gmt":"2011-01-11T01:38:36","slug":"ive-got-blurb","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.writerlyhaphazardry.net\/?p=1309","title":{"rendered":"I’ve got blurb"},"content":{"rendered":"

These are blurbs for my book of poetry (“Thin is the Kingdom”) to be released at some unknown date in the nearish future by Pinyon Press of Colorado.<\/p>\n

From Mark Cox<\/a>.<\/p>\n

How best to describe this book? Imagine Breughel raised Baptist and painting Jackson, Mississippi. Picture Franny Glass in a Dixie Chicks t-shirt with a Pyrex casserole dish of creamed corn in one hand and Finnegans Wake in the other. Picture William Faulkner drinking Slim Fast and reading Robert Creeley under a carport collapsing beneath the weight of wisteria. Feel a searing mid-August Deep South sun paying due respect to a history of shadow. This book is original and just plain wonderful. Gerald\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s poems have a gritty authority and depict a world wherein our suffering is assuaged by hard earned book smarts and stubborn, wry, compassionate humor.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

From Angela Ball<\/a>.<\/p>\n

\nIn Sharon Gerald\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s wise and resilient poems, “Beauty swills about like \/morning coffee. Sleek black cats yearn toward sparrows \/ forever out of grasp. Dogwoods come to visit,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d and a rock formation resembles \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Mother Mary reaching out to Jabba the Hut.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Asking \u00e2\u20ac\u0153What is a lie but \/ a good intention \/ stumbling on its own \/ crooked toes?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Gerald knows that in our awkward lives, loss abides with humor, and foolishness with hard-won grace. These poems are friends I love knowing. I wish you the pleasure of their company.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

I must say I am speechless. They’ve made this sound like a book I’d like to read. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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