The Little Voices of the Pears

By Herbert Morris

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• Format: Paperback
• Language: English
• ISBN: 0060963638
• ISBN13: 9780060963637
• Release Date: January 1989
• Publisher: Harper & Row
• Length: 79 Pages
• Weight: 0.31 lbs.

Customer Reviews

The world did not end

A long time ago, when I was young and you were young, or you were not even around, or if you were around you were not aware you were young, I ordered this book from the local bookdealer, who was not an Internet server because no one used the Internet, in fact, no one beyond a few doctorate candidates and military guys knew it existed, and the book dealer was not a big box shop, since Omaha did not have big box shops, just some retired accountant who liked books, and the book did not come. I was late. The book had gone out of print very quickly, and I was late. I remember visiting the tiny bookstore, very small, the size of two average living rooms, and the owner telling me "Little Voices of the Pears" was out of print. I was sad. Since I was young and rather dissolute, I had failed to order this book by a poet whose work I had resolutely admired since I read his work in kayak. Two months later, this small Omaha bookdealer recieved two boxes of publisher outstocks from New York City, all the common ordinary bestsellers which had been remaindered. And lo and behold, there at the bottom of the box (since he just cut the box open and laid it on a table, selling the books for a dollar or two each) was a copy of The Little Voices of the Pears. Like a miracle. And a book of poetry as beautiful as this is a miracle, will always be a miracle, whether it is read or unread, and so you should buy it and read it. So a miracle can enter the door you did not know you had on the wall, and smile like a priest on Easter morning.

Another unread triumph by the best unknown poet in america

The title poem is memorable and moving; several other works excellent. No American poet has built a rhetoric to match Morris' in archetectonic (a neologism i have just invented due to my lack of access to a dictionary) style since Whitman.Morris is our best unappreciated poet, and, unfortunately, his work is out-of-print or, in the case of the marvelous poems he wrote for kayak in the seventies, never reprinted beyond the little magazines. A curse on this land for its arrogant ignorance, a curse on the universities for subverting poetry to politics and supporting pure crap like rich, and a curse on you reader of this review for complacency.