He sets scenes (“They’re alone at the kitchen table in her friend’s/apartment.”), establishes the tension for plot lines (“Long before the thought of his own death, / my dad said he wanted to lie close / to his par ents.”), and creates characters (“He took a room in a port city with a fellow / called Sulieman A. 130 pages, $13.95.) It is easy to find Carver the Story Teller in this collection of poems in seven sections. Morse?” ART CUELHO Big Timber, Montana Where Water Comes Together With Other Water. Why should I help? They’re fighting a losing battle, like the Pony Express and the telegraph. All because of the railroad, which is going out of busi ness anyway. Too hot for them up in my head where Reviews 181 they belong. Where’d they all go? Hiding down in the well. What the hell’s happening to my mind? Sonofabitching sun’s drying it up.

The fierce heat and the relentless push of the foreman, appropriately named Cocky, inspired this lament from the new comer on the job. There is a penetrating drama in it that Nigg deftly relates to us by translating the hot sun of the workday and the sweat on the brows of the men. My favorite story in Winegold is “Dance of the Gandies.” It focuses on railroad workers putting in a new line of ties. Two older boys bully him, his magic horns fall off his head, and he takes flight up the nearest tree. Lowering his head, he killed them with the horns on his hat.” However, this imaginary escape world does not last long. The new toy triggers a knight-in-shining-armor mood in Davey Ogiersen: “He held up his shield, and the bullets, bouncing off, sprayed into the enemy lines, knocking them over like cockroaches. The first story, “Errantry,” is about a kid who receives the gift of a sword, shield, and battle headgear. A realistic vision is woven with human intensity into the theme of each tale. The personal relationships between the author’s various characters are not at all one-dimensional. 71 pages, $15.00 cloth $5.95 paper.) What impresses me most about Joe Nigg’s six short stories is the range of subjects covered: childhood, a railroad job, a college professor, a small grape grower, a boilermaker timekeeper, and the bond of friendship between two educated young men going back to nature for a weekend wilderness connec tion. HEPWORTH Lewis-Clark State College Winegold. McGuilicuttyMcAndrew, good night wherever you are. My apologies, Mrs.Jones, to all mywhipping boys!And toyou, Mrs. And we all know, as Marvin Bell says somewhere, how many times a critic reads a book: less than once. Individual readers should judge for themselves whether the writer offers anything of value, since appearances can enlighten as well as deceive. As growth has called it into question, further growth may reaffirm it.” One hesitates, with a sense of humility and respect, in judging any writer’s work who comes to his or her task with the same qualities. But the unknown still lies ahead of it, and so who is finally to say? If time has apparently proved it wrong, more time may prove it right.

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