Just Published: Wind Apples, by Jeff Ewing
Congratulations to Jeff whose poem "Reintroducing the Wolf" was featured on Verse Daily on November 21, 2021.
Praise for Wind Apples
“Here, then gone. We sense each/ other in the dark, hands outstretched beneath/ humming wires, holding on….” Jeff Ewing writes toward the end of Wind Apples, an astonishingly aching collection of poems that resonate and vibrate, so struck with awe are they. Ewing's poems bear witness to the ephemeral—not always as elegy, but as a way to wonder and to make monument out of fleeting moments of beauty in the natural world, or fleeting connections between people—be they lovers or family members. And though those hands reach out, Ewing also reminds us: “[t]he gods let us know when we’ve overreached.” In poem after burnished poem, he lights the darkness for us, allows us to see clearly a world that is here, then gone. We look through a “rented window” “imprinted with a vision of the world as it once was.” Jeff Ewing inspires us to keep looking, and not to turn away. —James Allen Hall
Praise for Wind Apples
“Here, then gone. We sense each/ other in the dark, hands outstretched beneath/ humming wires, holding on….” Jeff Ewing writes toward the end of Wind Apples, an astonishingly aching collection of poems that resonate and vibrate, so struck with awe are they. Ewing's poems bear witness to the ephemeral—not always as elegy, but as a way to wonder and to make monument out of fleeting moments of beauty in the natural world, or fleeting connections between people—be they lovers or family members. And though those hands reach out, Ewing also reminds us: “[t]he gods let us know when we’ve overreached.” In poem after burnished poem, he lights the darkness for us, allows us to see clearly a world that is here, then gone. We look through a “rented window” “imprinted with a vision of the world as it once was.” Jeff Ewing inspires us to keep looking, and not to turn away. —James Allen Hall
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Jeff Ewing writes poetry, plays, fiction, and non-fiction. His short story collection The Middle Ground was published by Into the Void Press in 2019. His poems can be found in numerous literary journals, including ZYZZYVA, Sugar House Review, Saint Ann’s Review, Willow Springs, Spillway, Catamaran, Tar River Poetry, and Atlanta Review. A previous version of Wind Apples was a finalist for the 2016 Barry Spacks Poetry Prize and a finalist for the 2019 Catamaran Prize. He lives in Sacramento, California, where he works as a technical writer and editor. Wind Apples is his debut poetry collection.
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