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Poetry From Paradise Valley

Pecan Grove Press has released an anthology of poems, a sampling of works published in Valparaiso Poetry Review during its first decade, from the original 1999-2000 volume to the 2009-2010 volume.

Poetry from Paradise Valley includes a stellar roster of 50 poets. Among the contributors are a former Poet Laureate of the United States, a winner of the Griffin International Prize, two Pulitzer Prize winners, two National Book Award winners, two National Book Critics Circle winners, six finalists for the National Book Award, four finalists for the National Book Critics Circle Award, two finalists for the Pulitzer Prize, and a few dozen recipients of other honors, such as fellowships from the Guggenheim Foundation, the National Endowment for the Arts, etc.

Readers are encouraged to visit the Poetry from Paradise Valley page at the publisher's web site, where ordering information about the book can be found.

Best Books of Indiana 2011: Finalist. Judges' Citation: "Poetry from Paradise Valley is an excellent anthology that features world-class poetry, including the work of many artists from the Midwest, such as Jared Carter, Annie Finch, David Baker, and Allison Joseph. It’s an eclectic and always interesting collection where poems on similar themes flow into each other. It showcases the highest caliber of U. S. poetry."
—Indiana Center for the Book, Indiana State Library

Friday, August 14, 2009

Woodstock: "A Long Time Gone"

Tomorrow, August 15, marks the fortieth anniversary of Woodstock’s opening day in 1969. On Father’s Day this year my wife (whose birthday also happens to be today—Happy Birthday, Pam!) gave me a copy of the new remastered edition DVD of Woodstock so that I could enjoy the music and atmosphere once more. Recently, I watched the concert footage with my son, who is now 17, exactly the same age I was during Woodstock, and I realized how distant that time now seems, as if it were another lifetime. Indeed, as stated among the words sung by Crosby, Stills, and Nash in the video above, the era now seems “A Long Time Gone.”

When my son and I viewed the musical acts and the activities of attendees at the festival on my DVD as it was shown on the HD screen in our entertainment room, he decided this song was his favorite. I was pleased he did not ask for explanations or clarifications from me. I concluded that like most who attended the festival, my friends and I at the time exhibited a blend of characteristics: looking back now, I see how we were young, certainly energetic, surely naïve, a little immature, somewhat idealistic, and admittedly a bit foolish. Nevertheless, four decades later, even if many of the fashions and behavior today appear silly and embarrassing, much of the music and lyrics still seems to stand up fairly well.

In any case, on this date four decades ago hundreds of thousands of young people were on the road to a small farming community in upstate New York where the stage was still being prepared for the numerous bands who would perform, all unaware they would create a memorable chapter of musical and cultural history in the few days ahead.


Anonymous said...

I was not alive to experience Woodstock. But having read Divine Right's Trip, by Gurney Norman, a part of me feels that kinship that only a very good book can give you to some place, event, or people who you could never have really known.

If you've never read it, I strongly suggest buying a copy.

Leslie Morgan said...

I turned 17 nine days after the opening day. My friends and I in Pomona, CA, LONGED to travel there in an old converted dairy truck. Alas, we never even set out on the road, likely a good thing, as that truck would not have got us to Yasgur's farm.

Last weekend I enjoyed thinking about the 40th anniversary of the Abbey Road photo. Next week I will turn 57. Where did it all go?

I think the music and lyrics DO hold up. I also think our ideals weren't that far off base. I've held most of them very dear and I've done all right for a girl.

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Percy Bisque Silley said...

O whither Woodstock days of yore
With Love and Peace galore;
Those bygone greener salad days
Preceded Alfred Gore …

(Part of the fifty page narrative poem, “O Whither Woodstock,” by Sir Percy Bisque Silley, Poet Laureate and Lulu Prize Winner.)

Diane Powell said...

I wasn't able to make the trip since I was in 1st grade and my parents wouldn't allow it. Every day was a kind of Woodstock back then in Roseburg, Oregon. I found some young hippies living in our barnhouse (kind of an old shed)and they made me promise not to tell my parents. But it wasn't creepy or anything. They were just so sweet and loving. I wasn't sure if they were real people or angels.