Invisible Strings

Invisible Strings New poetry by Jim Moore who elevates economy of phrase to an art Minneapolis Star Tribune No I don t know the way to get there Two empty suitcases sit in the corner if that s any kind of clue from

  • Title: Invisible Strings
  • Author: Jim Moore
  • ISBN: 9781555975814
  • Page: 211
  • Format: Paperback
  • New poetry by Jim Moore, who elevates economy of phrase to an art Minneapolis Star Tribune No, I don t know the way to get there Two empty suitcases sit in the corner, if that s any kind of clue from Almost Sixty Brief, jagged, haiku like, Jim Moore s poems in Invisible Strings observe time moving past us momNew poetry by Jim Moore, who elevates economy of phrase to an art Minneapolis Star Tribune No, I don t know the way to get there Two empty suitcases sit in the corner, if that s any kind of clue from Almost Sixty Brief, jagged, haiku like, Jim Moore s poems in Invisible Strings observe time moving past us moment by moment In that accrual, line by line, is the anxiety and acceptance of aging, the mounting losses of friends to death or divorce, the accounting of frequent flyer miles and cups of coffee, and the poet s own process of writing It is a world of both diminishment and triumphs Moore has assembled his most emotionally direct and lyrically spare collection, one that amounts to his book of days, seasons, and stark realizations.

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    1. I have loved wholeheartedly these short poems of Jim Moore's since I first stumbled into a few in a magazine. They are chips of reality, obsidian flakes of the heart and mind. In form they remind me strongly of Mary Barnard's translations of Sappho (the way a set-apart first line functions as title and opening both). Their fragmentary quality, and their deep affirmation of reality as it is, does as well. As with Sappho, the world view here is complex, nuanced, and deep. Jim has told me he didn't [...]

    2. I like simple and boring in many things except for Jim Moore poetry:"The girls still wrap blue scarves / around their long necks / then step out into the December air / laughing." Come ON.

    3. When I opened up Invisible Strings, I was delighted to find imagistic poems, a la Williams, Pound, and H.D. Imagism was born as a literary response to the photograph, and Moore uses the poem as a camera to create a deep, meaningful sequence of pictures in this poignant book.Moore shows, doesn’t tell. He serves up the poem to the reader and leaves it for contemplation, no reiteration of the main point, no pounding the idea through a final telling statement. His is the voice of a mature poet, on [...]

    4. Incredible.I came across Invisible Strings while browsing the poetry section of B&N. I picked this one up and flipped through, landing on page 14, a poem entitled 'Birthday'. The first stanza reads:"Almost sixty: / from now on even begonias are amazing."And I kid you not, I was sold. I don't know why, precisely, but I had a good feeling. I bought it. I took it home. I read it in one sitting. I think the back cover review by Pleiades best explains why I love this collection: "Moore will slow [...]

    5. Moore's style is deceptively simple. The poems fly by and that is a mistake. Closer readings reveal a poet grappling with mortality, aging and grief in great depth and in a genuine way. His language is unadorned, but it is usually precise. Moore does what he can to slow the reader down with line breaks, and punctuation, especially colons, but it's hard not to dive head first into his sparse verse.There were a few poems, some of the shorter ones, that didn't quite work. They come off as image fra [...]

    6. Written for review in Reach's "Bound to Please" column:"Jim Moore has keen eyes, to draw the span of the world into himself and construct such dazzling moments. These fragmented poems continue the tradition of: Saphho, Basho, William Carlos Williams, H.D. I imagine the writing process: slender poems on paper napkins, transcribed. Each a breath. A packet of Polaroids. A slip of humor. As in the opening poem, “Love in the Ruins,” which gives us glimpses—an observation of a departed mother’ [...]

    7. "TRUE ENOUGH,I have forgotten many things.But I do remember the bank of clover along the freewaywe were passing thirty years agowhen someone I loved made clear to meit was over."Very poignant poems about loving, getting old, dying. It is a collection of poems that celebrate humanity, and make us realize that the world is made up of invisible strings connecting our inner lives to the larger world that surrounds and overwhelms us. The words of Jim Moore beg to be read out loud, or whispered in the [...]

    8. Some favorite lines / poems from this collection:Moore's opening quote from Saigyo:Nowhere is there placeto stop and live, so onlyeverywhere will do . . .From Love In The Ruins . . .I remember my mother toward the end,folding the tablecloth after dinnerso carefully,as if it were the flagof a country that no longer existed,but once had ruled the world. (p. 3)From The Four Stages of Love . . .4I want to believe itwhen the pine tree out my windowtells me I don't have to be afraidfor my own death, n [...]

    9. I would give this book of poetry a 5 star rating on the basis of this poem alone: At first when you leave town,the dog and I maintain a dignified silence. After no more than two hoursI'm talking to her, after three she's telling me the story of her life.I nod my head at every word, encouraging herto take all the time she needs.

    10. Mr. Moore expresses The feeling of a moment of total clarity of life's laws. The acceptance of these rules and how reality is placed before us and we are observers to it. Very relaxing to read for those who like Buddhism you will enjoy.

    11. I loved this book, and went out and purchased my own copy so that I may read it again, and again. If you have an interest in poetry, but find it hard to read, this book is for you! Jim Moore's writing style will remind one why we love poetry so well.

    12. Practical poetry written by a 60 year old man. Short lines that drip with visual imagery. Could finish within a bath's time, but not reallye girls still wrap blue scarvesaround their long necks,then step out into the December air,laughing.

    13. They were just They were sometimes sweet, sometimes nice, but mostly they read like the bland diary entries of someone to whom I could not relate. The Believer curse strikes again.

    14. What a lovely, peaceful and wonderfully paced book of poems. Sad. Reflective. I must be getting old 'cause I appreciate poems by old people now.

    15. Slow and full of ample breathe. Definitely American meditative. One gets the feeling this guy would be a good teacher to have.

    16. It was hard not to read the whole book all at once. The poems are so simple and easy, yet they reflect so much of life and of quiet, often forgotten moments.

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