Collected poems

The sixteenth-century sonnet allowed some self-disclosure in the context of courtly love, and romanticism licensed philosophical autobiography, as in Wordsworth's Prelude. But the intimate, even offensive soul-and-body--baring the mid-twentieth-century confessional poets (Robert Lowell is the most famous) introduced was unprecedented; Rimbaud had been more discreet. Every literary convention produces masterpieces, however, and Kenyon's self-exposition in Otherwise (1996), the big selection of her verse made with the help of her husband, Donald Hall, just before her death, is one. Of course, though often painful, it is hardly offensive. Kenyon suffered severe depression throughout her adult life, and her poems convey the disease's oppressiveness with humbling power. During her 20 years with Hall, she also found consolation in love and in rural New England's natural beauty; she movingly communicates that, too. This book presents Kenyon's four earlier collections, the poems new to Otherwise, and five gathered from other publications in their original order of book publication. It is no replacement for Otherwise, but that book's admirers will be grateful for its restoration of the masterpiece's context. --Ray Olson Copyright 2005 Booklist

In the 10 years since Jane Kenyon?s death at the age of 47, her reputation has only grown. Her books are assigned; her life has been memorialized by husband Donald Hall in the book-length elegy Without (1998) and The Best Day the Worst Day: Life with Jane Kenyon, a memoir out just last month from Houghton (Reviews, Mar. 7). This collected edition reproduces verbatim the four books Kenyon saw through to press; the poems from two posthumous collections, Otherwise and A Hundred White Daffodils; Kenyon?s translations of Akhmatova; and four previously uncollected poems. It?s a case of more being less: gems like ?Let Evening Come,? ?Otherwise? and ?Briefly It Enters, and Briefly Speaks? feel a little hidden here, despite Kenyon?s careful composition and ordering of her work. The selected Otherwise will remain the Kenyon standard, but fans will be glad to have everything portable and in one place. Kenyon?s struggles with depression are central to her work; taken as a whole, Kenyon?s poems remain a sustaining record of a life staked out in very difficult terrain. (Sept.) Copyright 2005 Reed Business Information.

LET EVENING COME Let the light of late afternoon shine through chinks in the barn, moving up the bales as the sun moves down. Let the cricket take up chafing as a woman takes up her needles and her yarn. Let evening come. Let dew collect on the hoe abandoned in long grass. Let the stars appear and the moon disclose her silver horn. Let the fox go back to its sandy den. Let the wind die down. Let the shed go black inside. Let evening come. To the bottle in the ditch, to the scoop in the oats, to air in the lung let evening come. Let it come, as it will, and don't be afraid. God does not leave us comfortless, so let evening come. Excerpted from Collected Poems by Jane Kenyon All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.