From Library Journal
Some poems begin with a picture, a moment that begs to be rendered in words. Kenyon writes poems like this, and writes them well. Her poems celebrate the moment with wit, charm, and style: "through time and space we came/ to Main Streetthree days before/ Labor Day, 1984, 4:47 in the afternoon;/ and then that moment passed, displaced/ by others equally equivocal." Kenyon's concerns are everyday, but her keen perception and precision of language make each poem memorable. It is a language that is simple but exact: when her lover is not there, "the bed on your side seemed/ as wide and flat as Kansas"; watching a storm swell in the distance"How lucky we are/to be holding hands on a porch/ in the country." These glimpses into Kenyon's life make for interesting reading. A good choice for any poetry collection. Louis McKee, English Dept., Judge Sch., PhiladelphiaCopyright 1986 Reed Business Information, Inc.
The Boat of Quiet Hours FROM THE CRITICS
Library Journal
Some poems begin with a picture, a moment that begs to be rendered in words. Kenyon writes poems like this, and writes them well. Her poems celebrate the moment with wit, charm, and style: ``through time and space we came/ to Main Streetthree days before/ Labor Day, 1984, 4:47 in the afternoon;/ and then that moment passed, displaced/ by others equally equivocal.'' Kenyon's concerns are everyday, but her keen perception and precision of language make each poem memorable. It is a language that is simple but exact: when her lover is not there, ``the bed on your side seemed/ as wide and flat as Kansas''; watching a storm swell in the distance``How lucky we are/to be holding hands on a porch/ in the country.'' These glimpses into Kenyon's life make for interesting reading. A good choice for any poetry collection. Louis McKee, English Dept., Judge Sch., Philadelphia
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