I’m very conflicted about how I feel about this book. On one hand, I loved its beauty and its connection with humans, animals, trees and nature. It struck me emotionally so many times. I laughed and I cried. I felt each of the characters were known to me, both human and animal, and I wished many...
I forgive Doyle for calling these lovely little essays "proems". Hell, after reading this collection, I might just forgive him anything. His poems tumble head over teakettle the same way his speaking voice does, full of passion and intensity and more than anything else wonder. He's the poster boy fo...
Brian Doyle's is the first byline I learned to look for in the Oregonian when I moved here, and I still get an anticipatory flutter when I see it. He's recently written a novel, Mink River and I went to Powell's to listen to him talk. He's an insanely intense and achingly vulnerable speaker who laug...
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