For the Animals Who Missed the Ark
Red Hawk, poet
Like a flood, Jim Barton’s poems swiftly capture the essence of both the natural and human world, reminding us of not only the animals who missed the ark, but ourselves when we’ve missed the ark. These poems reveal a love of language and a love of humanity.
Diane Payne, Editor, Foliate Oak
Like the best poets, Jim Barton helps readers see connections between the past and the present, between the familiar and the foreign, and between nature and ourselves. Barton’s lively treatment of his varied subjects, his gentle humor, and his love of nature make his writing accessible to a wide audience.
Phillip Ballard, Founding Editor of Between the Lines
Jim Barton is clearly a modern-day Thoreau. He knows the elements of the Great Outdoors as though they were his children, much like Thoreau knew intimately his woodchucks and his bean fields. I came to know intimately Jim Barton’s deer, his snakes, his snapping turtles, and the hawks of his beloved land, the Bayou Country of southernmost Arkansas, but a stone’s throw from the Louisiana border. The poet tells us in an early poem, “I prop my ladder...an aluminum stairway to Heaven’s prizes.” As readers of this collection, if we will but climb that stairway, we are certain to reap the golden riches.
Harding Stedler, poet, member, Executive Board,
88 pages, $14.95
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