"Poems by Norman Minnick; Mid-List Press; $13
Norman Minnick, who teaches at Butler and manages the Writers Series there, has published a book of poems as clear and still as a mountain pond. Minnick’s diction is limpid, his rhythms off-beat just enough to keep one paying attention, as in the close of “How Poetry Comes to Me”:
Outside my tent / Something moves, and I can’t remember
Whether to play dead / Or make myself appear / As large as possible.
If words were notes, and Minnick playing a keyboard, I’d say he has a light, but authoritative touch, a gift for finding the still point and then leaping to revelation.