Weighed in the Balances

"These poems are a raft of images --lightning, tornado, farm, dragonfly, the cotton cord of a seining net. 'Roll your pants legs up,' wade into this lovely stream which God drives across in a 'truck with a bad transmission.' You will want to 'memorize the route.'" Diane Glancy, poet, author of "Boom Town," Black Hat Press, Associate Professor, Macalester College, Chancellor, National Federation of State Poetry Societies. "These are poems of being, steeped in stories, sensuous and surreal. Profound in their simplicity, Alan Birkelbach's poems resound with the beauty and irony of life, its songs of discovery, from one who drinks deeply." Mary Hebert, author of "Horatio Rides the Wind." editor, "Not Black and White: Inside Words from the Bronx WritersCorps." "A unique and original voice, Alan Birkelbach invites us into his world of surprises. In 'Weighed in the Balances' he balances the unexpected with the everyday, questioning with revelation. His wit and wisdom shine through these poems and leave us 'leaning toward the sun.'" Margo LaGattuta, poet, author of "Embracing the Fall." "I most liked the unexpected and remarkable diversity in voices, imagery, thematic concerns and settings. Alan Birkelbach's poetry is as at home in the Yucatan as in Dalhart." Billy Bob Hill, Browder Springs Publishing. "Striking, immediate images startle us. His concisely chosen words etch into our memory the scene as vividly as an encounter with a rattlesnake. Instantaneous focus distinguishes Birkelbach's personification. His nontraditional subjects are diverse and tactile, like 'melted crayons'" Peggy Lynch, Poet-in-Residence, 1998, Paris American Academy, author of "Love, Love Peggy." "Easily caught and drawn into the magic of these poems' rich imagery, we are children and can smell the "melted crayons." We "hear voices in the rain," taste the sweet potatoes and marzipan, feel the crushed tissue in our fists. These poems touch our human core, male and female, old and young. We willingly follow the gentle pull of lines, and when released, we swim away slowly, and remember." Gail Teachworth, poet, "Everywhere Is Someplace Else," President, Florida State Poets Association.