A new collection from the author of Traveler
Not days of anger
but days of mild congestion,
infants of inconstant sorrow,
days of foam in gutters,
blossoms and snow
mingling where they fall,
a spring of cold profusion.
If a rolling stone gathers no moss, the poems in Devin Johnston’s Mosses and Lichens attend to what accretes over time, as well as to what erodes. They often take place in the middle of life’s journey, at the edge of the woods, at the boundary between human community and wild spaces. Following Ovid, they are poems of subtle transformation and transfer. They draw on early blues and rivers, on ironies and uncertainties, guided by enigmatic signals: “an orange blaze that marks no trail.” From image to image, they render fleeting experiences with etched precision. As Ange Mlinko has observed of Johnston's work, “Each poem holds in balance a lapidary concision and utter lushness of vowel-work,” forming a distinctive music.
Praise for Mosses and Lichens
Named one of the best poetry books of 2019 by The New York Times Book Review
"Johnston’s seventh book, like his previous collections, is quiet, emotionally reserved and a marvel of technical prowess . . . Johnston’s poetry is admirable as much for its classical poise as for the tremors that both undermine and bolster that poise." —David Orr, The New York Times Book Review
"Attentive to the physical world and intricately wrought, Devin Johnston’s Mosses and Lichens shows a poet of fine-grained discrimination. If intentionally less lush, the play of assonance and consonance (often in iambs) is as striking yet subtle as that of Keats or Heaney." —Scott Bartley, Literary Matters