“Researching” and “The Pain from my Childhood,” poems by Stephen Page, have been published in Last Leaves’ first issue (on pages 78 and 101). Download the .pdf to read the magazine (for free). Check out the whole issue.
New review on Amazon:
The Salty River Bleeds is another terrific creation by Stephen Page. It transports you to location with descriptions of nature and imagery. Wonderful poetry! My book magically disappeared and it turns out my teenage daughter had taken it and left it in her room. She also loved it! I highly recommend Stephen’s sophisticated poems.
A great read and a sequel to “A Ranch Bordering the Salty River.”
Seems we all have a common goal of seeking our unique peace while everyday chaos conspires against us. For Jonathan, his everyday ranch life is filled with Cattle Rustlers, Horse Thieves, Tattlers, Malingerers, Excuse Makers….even a menacing helicopter!
What a lovely adventure! I only hope that Mr. Page continues the saga…and that Jonathan eventually finds his peace, his Myth. — K.N.
Somehow I forgot to post these. Here they are, 5 poems from Stephen Page that were first published on Poetry Pacific and later published in “A Ranch Bordering The Salty River” and “The Salty River Bleeds”:
What do you do when you’re not cleaning house, cooking, or washing dishes? — read! OK, I mean, lol, that is what you might want to do after you have seen all you want to see on Netflix and HBO, chatted with all your friends 100 times online, and got bored with playing boardgames.
Photo by Shawn Spry Shellnut
Having done a lot of traveling in Argentina in the past three years, I certainly welcomed reading Stephen Page’s book “The Salty River Bleeds.” His poems and prose-poems follow the lives of a husband and wife who live and work on an Argentinian ranch for a period of time, in that seemingly endless land of cattle-breeding estancias replacing most of the wildlife of the pampas. The other reviewers have for the most part already written whatever I could say, but I do want to add a bit more. I deeply appreciate Page’s scoping in on one of those estancias whose flatline acres I rode through and whose houses and outlying buildings I squinted at mainly from a distance. His near mythic ranch is like a stage with various characters of sometimes unsavory and even brutal traits. Little by little he reveals an entire universe in microcosm, only this one with gauchos; endless gates and fences and fence posts; South American horses, bulls, cows, and calves, and ancient grasses and flowers relentlessly being replaced by soybeans. I like the way the author conveys the gritty reality of cattle ranching while at the same time weaving in the incomparable beauty of what is left of the pampas its flora and fauna. I especially was moved by the poignancy of the book’s last two poems, The Salty River and Old Man, the first with its crescendo-vision of pink flamingos and the second with the old man in black tatters who keeps materializing, walking, forever walking, alongside the road. The Salty River Bleeds is a book containing many evocative and symbolic levels as befits a giant country, attentive to place and spirit of place and how human beings develop in response to that which surrounds them. I highly recommend a ride through Stephen Page’s poetry. – Susan Deer Cloud, Author of “The Way to Rainbow Mountain.”
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A Traveller Who Saw Many University of Tennessee Hats Wandered Through Knoxville While Delivering Books by Stephen Page is Given Free Laundry Service By Citi Hills Church. Books Were delivered to:
Lawson McGhee Library
Knoxville County Public Library
McKay Used Books
The Family Bubble Laundromat
and many other bookstores and libraries
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A Michigander was driving to the Ogemaw District Library in Rose Township, and ran into a blizzard. The snow so heavy she was driving at times 5 mph. She couldn’t take her hands off the wheel to take a pic of the heaviest snowfall for fear of losing control–the road underneath the snow was frozen rain. When the heavy snow stopped, she arrived at the library, but it was closed, in fact it never opened. She donated a copy of “The Salty River Bleeds,” to the adjoining book store.