Small is beautiful…and not so small

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I’ve been waiting for these two small, but jam-packed, volumes from editors Neal Burdick and Maurice Kenny. In each, a collection of writers reflect on living in either the Adirondacks or the North Country lowlands.

Originally planned as a single book using essays from some of the best writers of the region to explore the land, people, flora/fauna of the Adirondack North Country, it was divided into two volumes because of the sheer quantity of high quality material.

Now, I think of these books as companion volumes. For those of us in the lowlands of the North Country, the insights of writers like Christopher Shaw and Ed Kanze has long helped us understand the sensibility and experience of our neighbors at higher elevations. And, Adirondackers will be glad to find the flatland perspective from a caliber of writers like Natalia Rachel Singer, Paul Graham and Jill Vaughan who live just down the road a piece.

An unexpected bonus for me were the beautiful images–paintings and photographs by some of the best regional artists–included in the center of each book.

burdick2The two volumes, “North Country Reflections: On Life and Living in the Foothills and the Valleys,” and “Adirondack Reflections: On Life and Living in the Mountains and the Valleys,” are edited by Neal Burdick and Maurice Kenny. I was honored to be asked to contribute a Foreword. Soon to be widely available at local outlets, the books are published by and also available from The History Press.

Morning host and cultural desk reporter Todd Moe will be talking with Neal in the next week or so. Stay tuned for that conversation.

  1. Mr. Wakiki says:

    to be

    to be honest with you

    a statement that implies
    i have to say i am truthful

    but am not at other times

    and i am not sure what
    facts are

    where desire ends or
    habits begin
    and way to close to a rut

    that just could be
    time for the wild beast
    to propagate

  2. Mr. Wakiki says:

    texture of flowers

    summer
    and its heat
    and its sultry

    laid back libido itching
    like a mosquito bite

    the breeze blows through
    a sleeve of my silk shirt

    every so soft

    like the thread that make
    the fabric of a spotted daylily

    or the blueprints of how to kiss
    the sides of your breasts
    texture of flowers

    summer
    and its heat
    and its sultry

    laid back libido itching
    like a mosquito bite

    the breeze blows through
    a sleeve of my silk shirt

    every so soft

    like the thread that make
    the fabric of a spotted daylily

    or the blueprints of how to kiss
    the sides of your breasts