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Sep 01, 2020 | ISBN 9780771094521

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Praise for And Yet and John Steffler

“The poems often open with vivid details of landscape, wildlife, and season, but tip into the surreal or the whimsical in a way that takes them into the metaphysical realm. The world seems animate, full of mystery. As [Steffler] puts it in one poem, ‘Night is full of passageways through which things disappear.'” —Toronto Star

“John Steffler always pays tribute to the and-yet, but its reverberations have never been more palpable than they are here, never more poignant. These are poems haunted by material life, the never-ending and-yet of language. And that material life—the hardened paintbrush, the sleeping dog, the chalkboard, the barns and elms—is itself haunted by the past, the never-ending and-yet of what’s present. The metaphysics of this collection are riveting; I feel them in every nerve ending.” —Sue Sinclair, author of Heaven’s Thieves

“The title and first poem in John Steffler’s new collection, And Yet, posits its speaker at the edge of homecoming, hovering and not quite ready for the return. This site is ripe with the potentiality that streams through this collection. Time slithers into and out from its own heartwood and the poems can’t help but lean hard out of their words, shucking and dissolving into shade or light or fur, reassembling somehow into wildness. And how do we break from our practice of naming to stay instead with these moments of our time, the moments we have yet to see and the moments we are seeing? This collection deepens that question by actively listening.” —Sue Goyette, author of Penelope
“In And Yet, John Steffler tenderly enacts a world that is tangling with itself—past and present, human and more-than-human, personal histories and colonial legacies, walnut bud and walnut table, gratitude and blame. Here, insights are encased in bafflements. Perceptions are caught in the act of morphing. Certainties are haunted by “what’s still behind you when you turn around.” Each poem in these pages is “a slim bridge made of watching, not / knowing” . . . reading them returned me to strangeness again and again. A wonder of a book.” —Alayna Munce, author of When I Was Young and In My Prime

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