Night of a Thousand Blossoms

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One of 12 books honored as the "Best Poetry of 2004" by Library Journal

In his fourth collection, Gaspar's unique narrative idiom—lush, songful, insistent—firmly establishes him as a distinct, important voice. In these poems, the poet restlessly inhabits the night, finding it terrifying and beautiful, searching for meaning in the yard, the neighborhood, the heavens, and every wise book he owns. These urban pastoral meditations employ ritual and repetition to create a kind of mantra, seeking surrender to that state of meditation leading to enlightenment—yet arguing with the idea of surrendering any attachments at all to this world we’ve been given to learn and love: a city garden cohabited by ancient Romans and tattooed kids, automobiles and hollyhock, marauding cats and the Buddha. "I should be satisfied with the household gods," he mourns, but is satisfied with nothing, determined to fit the whole world into his poems lest the one essential thing slip by.

"Gaspar's poems look dense upon the page—and float like a thousand blossoms in the wind." — Library Journal

"Gaspar's long, prose-like lines—like translations from dreams—surround the reader with their capaciousness and flowing diction." — Los Angeles Times Book Review

"[Frank Gaspar] is one of the best poets writing today." — The Bloomsbury Review

"...one is carried upward by the cool, ineffable beauty [Gaspar's poems] exude."
Library Journal

"Gaspar is a genuine talent, a true poet, a real seeker. Trust him; his poems will take you on profound journeys." — Booklist

"Frank Gaspar’s poems are agile and forceful, their narratives clear and absorbing. In them he is speaking to the reader—but also to himself, or perhaps to some hazy divinity, or to the blue sky. I felt in his voice no attempt to persuade me of anything. I felt only the abiding imperative to get it right. Which is, of course, what real writing is all about.” — Mary Oliver

“Any book that begins with a poem titled ‘I Go Out for a Smoke and Become Mistaken for the Archangel’ and ends on the sentence ‘And so I kicked and kicked’ is bound to contain grand evolutions, and Gaspar delivers. The path he so often weaves—from questions, through catalog of pathetic fallacies, to abstracted answers—can be a stunning rhetorical tapestry….Gorgeous.” — Provincetown Arts

 

Poems from Night of a Thousand Blossoms
  Green   
  I Am Not a Keeper of Sheep
  The Persimmon Bough
  There Were Footsteps in the Garden

 

Night of a Thousand Blossoms,  Frank X. Gaspar  (Alice James Books) 2004, (80pp.) ISBN-13: 978-1882295449

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