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Walking Through the Night
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Don Axinn...thinks in language the way Donne and Marvell did, so that the geometry of curves and lines, heights and perspectives, comes alive: phrases like It comes down to and gravity take on the extra vibrations known as poetry."
-- Robert Pinsky, Poet Laureate
"The tender precision of Donald Axinns poems never fails to delight me. He is one of the few poets who celebrates the joy of being alive."
-- Erica Jong, Author
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Change as a Curved Equation
"The poems are sometimes playful and teasing, sometimes heartfelt, sometimes meditative... the voice behind the poems remains consistent, and is recognizable as that of Donald Everett Axinn, a writer who has cultivated a special tone and sensibility over many years. Change as a Curved Equation represents an admirable addition to that sensibility, modifying and extending themes previously examined."
-- Jay Parini
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The Latest Illusion
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The Colors of Infinity
"A rich bundle... Like an observer sent to find out, he brings back specifics from a wonderfully varied human habitat. Axinn offers the gift of borrowed lives to his readers."
-- William Stafford
Excerpt:
"Stearman"
"The Colors of Infinity"
"To Touch the Clouds"
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Dawn Patrol
"I much admire in Axinn the capacity to share with his reader his experiences as a pilot. I, too, have tried but failed to do so in poetry. And, for this reason, I have attempted to recount my experiences as a pilot during World War II only in prose."
-- Nat Scammaca
Excerpt:
"Old Pilots in Springtime"
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Against Gravity
"...Axinn opens the throttle on his lyrics: subjects of nature, culture, family, the meaning of a man's life, and, of course, flying, are treated in the ordinary language and confident tones his earlier work have led us to expect."
-- Molly Peacock
Excerpt:
"Tree"
"Clouds"
"In the Fall, Fire in the Trees"
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The Hawk's Dream
"The tender precision of Donald Axinn's poems never fails to delight me. He is one of the few poets who celebrates the joy of being alive."
-- Erica Jong
Excerpt:
"Rachel"
"Saturday Night"
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Sliding down the Wind
"His poetry can be playful, musical, reflective, probing... sometimes darkened by a sense of injustice and lienation, or gleaming with wonder and surprise."
-- Lisa Shea, Newsday
Excerpt:
"Land of My Fathers"
"Ode to Aaron Copeland"
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