The poems in Devin Johnston’s Traveler cross great distances, from the Red Hills of Kansas to the Rough Bounds of the Scottish Highlands, following weather patterns, bird migrations, and ocean voyages. Less literally, these poems move through translations and protean transformations. Their subjects are often next to nothing in several senses: cloud shadows racing across a
He makes fantastic use of rhyme, meter, rhythm and tone.
For instance, a stanza from Nothing Song:
I wonder, do I wake
from dreams, or dream I wake?
Beneath a sheet, I shake
and clutch my heart,
though part of me - aloof, opaque-
The poems, like so much poetry, draws heavily upon nature. And, verily, there is much to draw from.
My favorite poems though, draw from history; Marco Polo being my favorite.
I'm not sure abo ...more
He sees the world in its natural and human history upwelling in geological and meteorological forces:
"In winter, clouds haul water from its source, the ocean basin, welling up by force of deep convection through the troposphere"
His range includes the imagistic and evocative, the intentionally archaic, and the sensual:
"Zipping your skirt, ...more
A good book of poems.