Seasons Black and Red - Poems for "Manic-Depressives"

by Phineas Narco

Publisher: James Scianna
Language: English
Country: United States
Edition: 12th Edition
  • Paperback book $10.25
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Printed: 86 pages, 6" x 9", perfect binding, black and white interior ink

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A book of intense poetry.

"Comments on the seedier side of everyday life from an excruciatingly self-aware perspective... definitely a worthwhile read" -=-POD PEOPLE


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One of the very few original, living voices around
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24 Jan 2006
This book "Seasons Black & Red" is a collection of intense, sometimes lyrical poetry. The poems are not blog-shite or livejournal musings nor 1st draft scribbles, but true, real poetry earned by their author.
Inspired and worthy of envy, the poems shows a mature poet bravely revealing intimate feelings & thoughts with deft skill and good economy. The lines are truly refined and infused with moxie, and when they rhyme they ring a well-tuned bell.
There is a stage-musical element underpinning many of the poems. This reviewer has encouraged poet Narco for many years to write a one-man stage musical---or any kind of musical, but he has thus far refused to do so and has instead directed that musical element or quality to his poetry (and to the great delight of those who enjoy his poetry!).
If your life has not been that of the troubled, tortured artist, and you're curious what such a life may look like through the medium of poetry, then look no further than Seasons Black & Red. And I mean it, too. I'm not just writing this review because Mr Narco wrote a review for The Vomit Factory. This book deserves to be redd and Mr Narco deserves to be acknowledged for being the truly gifted artist that he is---and deserves these things WHILE he is still mortal.
ALEXANDER T. NEWPORT
DOOD!
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5 Sep 2005
Your Words {F}ing ROCK!

Now I have to buy 'The Hawk Flew South'.

hugs, Maestro...




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