Paperback
ISBN: 9780814346457
Pages: 128 Size: 6x9
eBOOK
ISBN: 9780814346464
Jack Ridl returns with a collection of poems that mix deft artistic skill with intimate meditations on everyday life, whether that be curiosity, loss, discovery, joy, or the passing of the seasons. An early reader of Saint Peter and the Goldfinch said it best: "Ridl’s books are all treasures, as is he, and his poetry has always been trout-quick, alternately funny and wondrous, instantly intimate, and free of pretense. All these characteristics can be found in this book, and there is something else, something extraordinary: at an age where most poets are content to roll out an imagined posterity, he’s decided to push and refine the art, to see out the day and live it fully, because art and life settle for no less."
The first section of Saint Peter and the Goldfinch reflects on the author’s personal history, with poems like "Feeding the Pup in the Early Morning" and "Some of What Was Left After Therapy." The second section continues with meditations on varied events and persons and includes poems such as "The Last Days of Sam Snead" and "Coffee Talks with Con Hilberry." The third attends primarily to the mystery of love and what one loves and contains the poems "The Inevitable Sorrow of Potatoes" and "Suite for the Long Married." The fourth and final section meditates primarily on the imagined in poems like "Over in That Corner, the Puppets" and "Meditation on a Photograph of a Man Jumping a Puddle in the Rain."
Saint Peter and the Goldfinch is the work of a talented and seasoned poet, one whose work comes out of the "plainspoken" tradition—the kind of poetry that, as Thomas Lynch puts it, "has to deliver the goods, has to say something about life, something clear and discernible, or it has little to offer." Readers of poetry who enjoy wrestling with life’s big questions will appreciate the space that Ridl allows for these ruminations.
Open this book to page 27 and read ‘Ice Storm.’ Feel how it settles in your chest, how your breath resounds with a long, deep, ‘Yes,’ how subtly you are changed by what you didn’t know you knew. I’ve been reading Jack Ridl’s poems with admiration and wonder for almost forty years now and this new work goes ever deeper into the intensified heart of our everyday lives.
– Dan Gerber
The amazing poetry of Jack Ridl is written ‘in the dust along the windowsill, / the star’s lost light falling across / the vase of flowers on the kitchen table.’ They are windows opening to mortality; they strike with the grace of starlight, and the warmth of flowers beside a meal. Ridl never fails to illuminate.
– Terrance Hayes, poet and professor
These poems typically begin with a series of quiet, levelheaded observations and end in a wild imaginative leap. Jack Ridl has found a pattern that delights and surprises us poem by poem.
– Billy Collins
For a long time now, Jack Ridl has understood The Word, The Logos, as a meeting place of the body and the mind, the past and the emerging present, time and eternity, the concrete and the abstract, the inner and the outer worlds, the human will and the unknown, and he has practiced said Word as a way to clarify his heart, rectify his spirit, and demystify the workings of the human eye in order to realize human consciousness as a blessing, rather than a blight characterized by confusion and error. In his latest book, we witness his practice deepening, and not far below the warm and neighborly tone of these poems is the sound of a man more and more alone with The Alone. By salvaging what he can of the real and immediate world around him, he preserves for us the idea of The Human as precious and worth saving.
– Li-Young Lee, author of The Undressing
Open this book to page 27 and read ‘Ice Storm.’ Feel how it settles in your chest, how your breath resounds with a long, deep, ‘Yes,’ how subtly you are changed by what you didn’t know you knew. I’ve been reading Jack Ridl’s poems with admiration and wonder for almost forty years now and this new work goes ever deeper into the intensified heart of our everyday lives.
– Dan Gerber
"Jack's poetry is very high quality," [Ellen] Lightle [of the Ludington Writers] said.
– Riley Kelley, Ludington Daily News
Michigan poet Jack Ridl’s new book "Saint Peter and the Goldfinch" features keen observations of simple human transactions, such as in "The Week After" where a divorced father meets again his two young sons, and though they are "eight and seven...He will read to them tonight/ for the first time."
– Glen Young, Petoskey News
And that quiet space – where "the trees will be our amen" – is almost enough for those of us "who are still pilgrims" and who might find the need for poems like these Jack Ridl has written in the daily lives we struggle through.
– Keith Taylor, Michigan Public Radio's Stateside
I’m fond of the fact that, beyond the title, Paul Klee does not appear in Jack Ridl’s luminous poem at all. I think Klee might have liked that, too. A painter who loved mystical colors blurring, earth to sky, might have liked a vividly descriptive poem which holds a long-ago moment as a hinge for everything to come. "It was just that we knew," is one of those wondrous, instinctive lines containing everything. How rare is an evening like this? How possible? That couple in their 60s might have seemed old then, but they were so alive, so aware. I am crazy about those napkins.
– Naomi Shihab Nye, The New York Times Magazine
A delight, filled with the evocative style for which Ridl is known. [. . .] Perhaps the best work yet by Ridl, readers will find the works engaging, enlightening, and insightful.
– Julie Bonner Williams, Michigan Blue Magazine
At first glance, the poem ["Saint Peter and the Goldfinch"] is a wonderful blend of imagery; upon reflection, it begins to change colors and reveal deeper meanings.
– Julie Bonner Williams, Grand Rapids Magazine
Jack Ridl's poems are decelerating thought-provoking impulses, often melancholically humorous meditations on what we like to overlook and on what makes us human. His poems reveal what Wallace Stevens, to whom Ridl also pays a little homage, once said: 'that imagination can surpass the wisdom of philosophers.'
– Norbert Kraas
A remarkable piece of loving words and observations of daily living in nature and our surrounding homes.
– Peter Wehle
Interview on WHTC News (April 27, 2020)
Featured in the Holland Sentinel (April 25, 2020)
Featured in Hope College Campus News (April 23, 2020)
Featured in Innisfree Poetry Journal, Issue 30 (April 1, 2020)
Poems reprinted in Michigan Blue Magazine (February 1, 2020)
Interviewed on WMUK's Art Beat (May 9, 2019)
"Wondering What It Was Like" included in The Writer's Almanac with Garrison Keillor (May 22, 2019)
Review on Michigan Public Radio's Stateside (April 29, 2019)