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    River Writing: An Eno Journal

    By James Applewhite

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    "These poems are the waves emanating from the gravitational fall of my runs by the Eno river," writes James Applewhite, "and other travels, into a self I could not otherwise know. They are my repetitive song of belief in the possibility of presence in language."

    From "Observing the Sun":

    On a bank overlooking the Eno,
    I feel us as lightly aligned
    As heads of the Queen Anne's lace,
    Their congregation of angles.
    Red sun, dilated, has us all
    In its sights.
    Against its horizon,
    I spread my arms like a road sign
    To mark earth where we are.

    Originally published in 1988.

    The Princeton Legacy Library uses the latest print-on-demand technology to again make available previously out-of-print books from the distinguished backlist of Princeton University Press. These editions preserve the original texts of these important books while presenting them in durable paperback and hardcover editions. The goal of the Princeton Legacy Library is to vastly increase access to the rich scholarly heritage found in the thousands of books published by Princeton University Press since its founding in 1905.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherPrinceton University Press
    Release dateJul 14, 2014
    ISBN9781400859177
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