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The Light In Them Is Permanent (Paperback)
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Description
For poet Steven Nightingale, the sonnet is not just a poetic form, it is the form of our dreams: the dream that poetry can take the mind home to original beauties; that the life of each of us is bound to a joy at the midmost of the world; that language can tease a bright reality from the catastrophes of the day; that we may learn to change ourselves, in hopes of becoming hidden sidekicks of light, useful, practical, bemused.
About the Author
Steven Nightingale is the author of two novels and four books of sonnets, including The Planetary Tambourine and Cinnamon Theologies. A native Nevadan, he now lives in the Santa Cruz Mountains of northern California.
Praise for The Light In Them Is Permanent…
Steven Nightingale’s sonnets are spiritually haunted, observing ordinary life through a lens of cosmic perspective. The poems are bathed in romance and shaped by the introspective love of woman and child. Visionary and Steven Nightingale is the author of two novels and four books of sonnets, including The Planetary Tambourine and Cinnamon Theologies. A native Nevadan, he now lives in the Santa Cruz Mountains of northern California.independent, the work itself grows out of deep love and affinity for the sonnet form, its bones of rhyme and meter.
—Joyce Jenkins, Poetry Flash
Steven Nightingale’s sonnets are finely wrought and full of light. Formally elegant, they are a testimony to a life richly lived. Many are poems of marriage and familial love, transformative, healing, good. —Mary O’Malley The Perfect V, Poems
Steven Nightingale proves once again that the sonnet, like rock ‘n’ roll, will never die. —Billy Collins, Former U.S Poet Laureate
There is a natural ecstatic in Steven Nightingale, whom one might situate on a scale somewhere between Emerson and Rumi. And there is also a craftsman—with a jeweler’s or watchmaker’s meticulousness—who wants to make the sonnet mimic his wonder at the architecture of things. They are both very present in this, his third sonnet sequence and they make a labor of praise and praise out of labor. —Robert Hass, Former U.S. Poet Laureate
