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After a Spell :Poems

By: Van Winckel, Nance
Material type: TextTextPublisher: Miami University Press 1998ISBN: 1881163253; 9781881163251Subject(s): American Poetry - 21st Century | Poetry | Women PoetsSummary: “Van Winckel’s angels are those of experience, of a life lived in a world populated by the strange and sordid, the supremely fictional and the shockingly real: bizarre relatives of mythic proportions, criminal friends shuffled off to lengthy prison sentences, tragic lovers and their selfish needs, seductive strippers in the dance of provocation. These people and others blossom to vivid life in memory's fertile dirt.” —High Plains Literary Review “Nance Van Winckel’s poems work, walk, shine, splash, and heal. Their facts are hallucinatory. This traveling phosphoric light registers and defines simultaneously many—all—parallel worlds born on the spot while walking. Amorphous borders are the sharpest edges. ‘Blink, and this sleep is a pebble carried in the great / gullet of a dream—augering down the lava core / and rising into the night mountains...’ Yes. And more. Fascinating.” —Tomaz Salamun, poet
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“Van Winckel’s angels are those of experience, of a life lived in a world populated by the strange and sordid, the supremely fictional and the shockingly real: bizarre relatives of mythic proportions, criminal friends shuffled off to lengthy prison sentences, tragic lovers and their selfish needs, seductive strippers in the dance of provocation. These people and others blossom to vivid life in memory's fertile dirt.”
—High Plains Literary Review

“Nance Van Winckel’s poems work, walk, shine, splash, and heal. Their facts are hallucinatory. This traveling phosphoric light registers and defines simultaneously many—all—parallel worlds born on the spot while walking. Amorphous borders are the sharpest edges. ‘Blink, and this sleep is a pebble carried in the great / gullet of a dream—augering down the lava core / and rising into the night mountains...’ Yes. And more. Fascinating.”
—Tomaz Salamun, poet

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