-Irene Toh, Editor, Red Wolf Editions
How to maintain our sense of self in a world that seems increasingly out of balance? Ralph Stevens has always sought connection with the natural world as a way of creating his own poetic equilibrium. His life, centered in Ellsworth, Maine, would seem perfectly suited. However, one needn't move "down east" to seek such balance. Here, as Stevens explores the breadth of his consciousness and imagination, we find, as we might expect, the solitary loon, deer grazing, and a broken robin's egg. But the wonder of Somehow Balanced is where it travels. Here, the raptor might joust with the laundromat; you can find "all the castoff lost forgotten things, /dust-covered shoe, torn lamp shade in a vacant lot." As Stevens reminds us, "Do we really need the dark/to know the light, and/in what darkness/is love proved?" What a beautiful, resonant question And Ralph's answer: "Give us time, /they might have said./It will be dark/ soon enough."
-Alan Walowitz, The Story of the Milkman and Other Poems, Truth Serum Press
Sunrise, Damariscotta