Earth-cool, and Dirty

by Jacob Lee Bachinger

Overview

Earth-cool, and Dirty iis a timely debut collection by Jacob Lee Bachinger, full of wisdom, and beautiful reflections on the state of humanity. It is a call to pay careful attention to the earth, to nurture it in the same way we attend to the people we love. In "My Son Asleep, Age 4," he observes: "What no one told me,/what I've had to learn for myself:/to love this much is painful."

Product Details

ISBN-13:	9781989274613
Publisher:	Radiant Press
Publication date:	10/12/2021
Pages:	72
Product dimensions:	6.00(w) x 8.00(h) x 1.00(d)

About the Author

Jacob Lee Bachinger lives and works in southern Alberta on the edge of coulees and the Oldman River. He teaches at the University of Lethbridge and has had his poems published in The Fiddlehead, Prairie Fire, Riddle Fence, and The Malahat Review among others. He is currently working on a book about his time in Labrador. Jacob lives in Lethbridge, Alberta.

Table of Contents

1 The Depths

Earth-cool, and Dirty 1

2 The Weeds That Run Amok

Map of the World 3

Morning 4

Slow Life 5

Pileated Woodpecker 6

Desire 7

Constellations 8

Grief 9

The First Snowfall 10

Ghost Stories 11

The Snow Tells Its Story 12

The Nature of Every Day Is One and the Same 13

Morning (II) 14

3 The Garden That Got Away

Poems 16

To Su Tung-p'o: Poet-Governor (1037-1101) 17

For Thoreau 18

The End of Nature 19

When Birds Attack 20

Breathless 21

Hand-Tools 22

Little Italy 23

Apples 24

Backyard 25

April Twilight 26

At the Rapids 27

To Heraclitus: Nature Loves to Hide 28

Buteo 29

Audubon 30

Immortal by the River 32

4 The Preservation Of The World

To Heraclitus: One Cannot Step Twice into the Same River 34

My Son Asleep, Age 4 35

Grandpa: Post-Pastoral 36

Empty Hands 37

Autumn Marsh 38

Ad Larem 39

Loss 40

In Wildness 41

Black-Capped Chickadee 42

Snowmageddon 43

Wisconsin Regained 44

5 Wild Clusters of Inedible Fruit

For Dr. Williams 46

Yardwork in November 47

Birch Trees 48

In Preparation 49

Dogberry Season 50

The Green Man for Dinner 51

As Mushrooms 52

The River 53

Où sontles neiges d'antan? 54

Funeral 55

6 The Grace

Promise 57

Notes 58

Acknowledgements 59

Editorial Reviews

In this promising first collection, Bachinger gives us direct poems with a sense of the moment and the ordinary, that see the landmarks of our lives without embellishment. The wilderness here is surprisingly close, it's the nature of every day as we, like some of these creatures, find ourselves "gambling with oblivion". I found myself re-reading some favourites for both the pleasure and the thought.

- Bruce Rice, author of The Vivian Poems: Street Photographer Vivian Maier

Coming to us at a time when the words "climate emergency" seem to be everywhere and we're seeing the emergency up close and firsthand, these gorgeously precise, contemplative poems offer not a balm, nor an escape, but a much-needed awakening. Bachinger's intense engagements with Thoreau and Heraclitus are personal and expansive; his Su Tung-p'o poems are exquisite. Sonically alive, metaphorically fresh and wonderfully tight, the poems in Earth-cool, and Dirty take us deep into place, relationships, and the nature of desire. I will be thinking about this book for a long time.

- Brenda Schmidt, author of Culverts Beneath the Narrow Road

Jacob L. Bachinger's poems are full of careful observation of the natural world, of people. There are elegies for disappeared grosbeaks, a discarded plastic bag, and the weeds that take over the yard of an abandoned house. But there is also music and reverence and belonging. Like the poet-governor in his eponymous poem, Bachinger's words lead ever homeward.

- Monica Kidd, author of Chance Encounters with Wild Animals

True poems, as Jacob Bachinger says in his homage to imagist William Carlos Williams, " release the heart." And having read and re-read this excellent book, my heart is transported. Bachinger is , himself, an accomplished imagist, an acute observer, and one is sharply aware of that from the rich blast of sensory detail in the book's title piece. Earth-cool, and Dirty brings alive the simple spud in someone else's hands. Some of the stunning imagery that follows is also reserved for hands: his dreaming son's " sleep-softened fingers./ They feel like blossoms." ; and his retired farmer grandfather's work-worn paws, " brown and rusty.like his idle hand tools." I urge you to give yourself over to this true poet and allow his hands to liberate you.

- Roger Bell, author of Candy Cigarettes: A Small Town Memoir

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