Poetry. Paper, Perfect Bound. 92 pages 2022, ISBN: 978-1-952781-11-7 ///
Animals, horses, dogs, cats, and visiting wildlife are the gifts that bring me great joy, and so they appear in my poetry. Even rats and skunks are worthy of my poetry. As for humans, I focus on the downtrodden, and those living in slums and hollows---not to forget those living in our iron cities, our prisons. I mourn the deteriorating condition of the planet. I mock those who have elitism and greed at the center of their lives. I also poke fun at myself especially my struggles with aging. In terms of style, I try to balance the trend toward narrative with my love for the early imagists.…
Poetry. 84 pages, 2022, $19.95 + S&H -- Nancy Takacs is a poet in love with places, desert areas once home to ancient seas in the Colorado Plateau in Utah, and bodies of water, like Lake Superior, and the ocean she knew as a child growing up in New Jersey. These are personal poems with sensuous images that link the past and the present with a variety of tastes, smells, and textures. This collection surprises, wakes us up, and at times, soothes us. It includes poems that find strength in women’s relationships, that express the need to keep women’s voices strong and resonant. Also concerned with drought and its effects on animals, plants, and humans in this time of climate change, species extinction, and political upheaval, these poems breathe compassion for the dire situations in our world, and our own desire for wildness, wilderness, questioning our human-centered lens. Deeply connected to the natural world, both in Utah where she lives full time, and in Wisconsin near Lake Superior, where Takacs spends summers, these poems voice a need to protect and nurture, within and without, all of our fragile landscapes.…
Poetry. Paper, Perfect Bound. 80 pages 2017, ISBN: 978-1-936419-69-2 $16.95 + S&H Note: You don’t have to have a PayPal account in order to use the PayPal button, just a credit card. This is a book of false memories and myth — and recollection and revelation excavated out of the author’s unconscious, the pieces laid…
