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 fābiǎoyú: 2010-05-14 13:22:47 fābiǎozhùtí: 英文诗集 BETWEEN HEAVEN AND EARTH 出版 |
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我的第二本英文诗集 BETWEEN HEAVEN AND EARTH 已于最近由美国 PublishAmerica出版社出版，可惜他们没采用我自己的封面设计。书讯网页是：
http://www.publishamerica.net/product91300.html
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下面是两位美国诗友为这本书写的评语：
Bill Marr is a fellow painter, poet, and all-round great fellow. We met in the '80s before he retired from Argonne National Laboratory in Chicago. With more time to pursue his writing, he soon became the second president of the Illinois State Poetry Society and also joined the Poets Club of Chicago. His poems, always short, sharp and well-aimed, intrigued me early on. Never one to milk his subjects, he goes straight to the heart of his topics and his readers, making his work unforgettable. As in KATRINA and MENARCHE he deals with tragedy both poignantly and succinctly but with keen insight. His wife, Jane, has inspired tender and memorable poems such as AUTUMN WINDOW and SHARING AN UMBRELLA. Marr's work is well-known in China, Taiwan and Southeast Asia and he has translated much of his and other writers' works into Chinese. In addition to publishing fourteen books of his own poetry here and abroad, he has edited a number of Chinese and Taiwanese contemporary works. After coming to the U.S.A. in 1961 and receiving a Ph.D. in Nuclear Engineering from the University of Wisconsin in 1969, Bill Marr settled into an American lifestyle, but he never lost the incisive Oriental perspective that defines his poetry and makes it unique.
—Glenna Holloway, founding president of Illinois State Poetry Society,author of NEVER FAR FROM WATER and OTHER LOVE STORIES
When viewing the world as a nuclear physicist and poet, how do the particles of perception intermix, and what does perception say of our world among the stars? The atomic forces, the halos, that surround all objects animate and inanimate inter-relate across boundaries of life, time, and history. The Yellow River of China flows seaward upon the eyes of those who have farmed its banks and wasted its waters upon their lives and land, indeed from those from whom it has sucked its sustenance. The artist, awake as never before to his painting, leaves the easel only to have his work completed by a wandering stranger. Flickering across darkness, a firefly becomes flashes of lightning that reveal hills, mountains, rivers, and the ravines of a human face. An ancient flute lifted from the earth whistles only the sounds of a forgotten time that haunts our bones. No dust clings to the eye of the dark horse which has run all the way from a night dream. A woman snatches at a man and holds him in her mouth like a rat. And only after the wooden roof of a temple has rotted and collapsed are its pillars able to emerge and prop up the sky—the temple complete.
Between Heaven and Earth is the second book of poetry in English by renowned Taiwanese poet Fei Ma, or as his friends at Argonne National Lab know him, William Marr. (He has written 14 volumes of poetry in his native Chinese.) They are the poems of a man who travels widely, observes deeply and speaks sparsely, for there is so much of the world to look at, and it is the fractal patterns of the world—the spaces between the rough edges of being and non-being that must be looked at and experienced for our lives to have human definition in the open echoing of the stars from which we are born.
—Jared Smith, author of Grassroots
and The Graves Grow Bigger Between Generations
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