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Good news! I received my final proof and have approved it (finally), making my new book available on CreateSpace and Amazon.com. Like all my books (weird saying that, this is my fourth book now), “A Splendid Alternative” is named for a poem within, a piece written about the goings on of the tiny town of Greensburg, KS, after being devastated by an EF-5 tornado in 2007. Their rebuilding efforts are inspirational.

This new collection of poetry and photographs contains 55 poems paired with photos from my travels, and includes sonnets, haiku, senryu, villanelles, and other classic poetic forms. Author Marsha Dean Walker has written a review (http://www.jackhuber.com/review4.htm).

For ordering information, please go to http://www.jackhuber.com/splendid.htm.

Jack

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I recently put my domain, jackhuber.com, up to begin promoting my poetry, photographs, books, and other products (i.e. calendars). It’s currently just a simple site, showing testimonials and how to order my book, Trappings of the Years, but it will now begin a transformation into what I hope will be an interesting place to visit.

Try www.jackhuber.com.

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…that’s what they’ll be calling me. I just learned that there is a word for what I do with my poetry and photographs. From poets.org:

Ekphrasis (also spelled “ecphrasis”) is a direct transcription from the Greek ek, “out of,” and phrasis, “speech” or “expression.” It’s often been translated simply as “description,” and seems originally to have been used as a rhetorical term designating a passage in prose or poetry that describes something. More narrowly, it could designate a passage providing a short speech attributed to a mute work of visual art. In recent decades, the use of the term has been limited, first, to visual description and then even more specifically to the description of a real or imagined work of visual art.

So, writing poems using my photos as inspiration is actually an ancient art. Whooda figured?

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I strolled away from city noise,
away from strain and crowds,
Superior grants strength and calm,
despite her nimbus clouds.

At lake’s edge I can sit and stare
imagining beyond
horizon’s curved and lonely cusp
live those who share my bond.

For I could sense those roustabouts
who stroll to water’s edge
and gaze at distant shores where I
now sit near leafy sedge.

They, too, would need their time away
from work and all they feared,
I wondered if daydreams of me
came calling while they peered.

I sighed and left the peaceful scene,
recharged and ready, though
I still recalled the unseen shore
and those I yearned to know.

Photo and Poem- Copyright © 2008 by Jack Huber-
All rights reserved.

At Lake's Edge

For a larger image, click here.

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