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“Just what satisfying poetry should be: rich in metaphor and surprise.” --Bobbi Katz, children's poet, Once Around the Sun, We the People, Trailblazers
“Nixon's autobiographical-feeling narratives touch more lives than his own: the first crush on a teacher, the scavenging lust of urban bohemians, the Catskill walkabouts, the difficult deaths of two parents. His language is clean and startling: Suddenly, a pelican crashed like a box kite/in the hard water behind me. I heard every bone break/in my ignorance of the world. Carol Zaloom's luminous cover evokes our landscape and avian mothers” --Chronogram magazine |
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"Will Nixon's narrative poems strike a rare balance between a child's sense of wonder and a skeptic's dry, knowing assessment of the world. Whether we leap with him from a mountaintop, fight World War I in his basement, or accompany him as he wakes up under blue lights buzzing like patio zappers/ in the emergency hall beside a mummy face/ with more tubes up its nose than a distributor cap, we know at every wrenching turn or droll digression that we're in the presence of a born storyteller.” --Mikhail Horowitz, performer and poet, Rafting into the Afterlife
“Will Nixon's My Late Mother as a Ruffed Grouse is packed with intelligent, entertaining poems that are full of life, poems that you will want to read again and again for the pure enjoyment, as I have.” --Matthew J. Spireng, poet, Young Farmer, Out of Body, Encounters |
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