In Immensity, Beth Paulson constructs a sonorous, sensuous, and serious verse that won’t let you go. Metaphor? Music? Imagination? Craft? Narrative? Lyric? That’s all here, and danger too. “Two slim lanes and no guardrail, only / road to take me south from the Colorado / mountain town I call home,” Immensity opens; “Here on Earth soft soughs of spring winds / round corners of cottonwood trees, / trucks moan and thrum on the highway, / the river murmurs from across the road. / I can still hear her say my name,” it ends. Immensity is a book neither to be missed nor forgotten.
Andrew McFadyen-Ketchum, author of Ghost Gear
There is starry verse between these covers. In Beth Paulson’s Immensity there is wonder for all that is luminous and solace and wisdom in certainty. Time and space are the territory of this poet who is trailed by wide sky. She is a seasoned traveler, a calculator of the universe’s math in lyric sums, a maker of poems edged in the quiet spirit of mystery. Paulson leans into the energy of painters, stargazers and poets. Spiritual guides of the East become companions. Paulson knows the “om of a snowplow,” and can brew tea for the Buddha while he waits, wordlessly, to finish a quilt.
Kierstin Bridger, author of Demimonde
In Beth Paulson’s new book of poems, Immensity, the reader accompanies the poet’s voice on a journey from the peaks of Colorado and Utah to the reaches of the universe, experiencing the known and less-known wilderness through mindful observation and contemplation. There are poems inspired by classic Chinese poetry and Emily Dickinson, and each finds a way to connect through the nature “we are passing through/naming places matter masses /apple, boulder, blossom, scree.”
Lori Desrosiers, author of Sometimes I Hear the Clock Speak
In cosmic embrace, uncertain quanta correlate with the mysteries of faith and love. At home among the force fields, Beth Paulson’s poems become a force of their own.
Bruce Berger, author of Facing the Music
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Beth Paulson has been widely published over the last fifteen years in well over a hundred national literary journals and anthologies. Her poems have been three times nominated for Pushcart Prizes as well as Best of the Net. She has also been awarded prizes from West Side Books, Mesa State Festival, Mark Fischer Poetry Prize, Cloudbank, The Eleventh Muse, Passager, and the Naugatuck River Review. Her poetry has appeared in Crazy Woman Creek: Women Rewrite the American West (Houghton Mifflin, 2004), What Wildness is This: Women Write About the Southwest (University of Texas Press, 2007), What’s Nature Got To Do With Me? (Native West Press, 2011), and Going Down Grand: Poems from the Canyon (Lithic Press, 2015). Beth’s four previous collections are The Truth About Thunder (Ponderosa Press, 2001), The Company of Trees (Ponderosa Press, 2004), Wild Raspberries (Plain View Press, 2009), and Canyon Notes (Mount Sneffels Press, 2012). Beth taught English at California State University Los Angeles for over 20 years. She currently lives in Ouray County, Colorado where she leads Poetica, a workshop for area writers, and co-directs the Open Bard Poetry Series.
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