You Can't Go Back, Exactly
Paperback: 103 pp.
Recapturing the freshness of youthful summers in Wisconsin, at Camp Nebagamon for Boys, the poet writes with gentle tenderness of a father’s love of his son, of the strength of friendship, and of the resonance of memory and time.
In You Can’t Go Back, Exactly, Louis Daniel Brodsky shows us, with delight and poignancy, how "a few of Earth’s miracles work." While we never may be able to go back, exactly, we have the good fortune, through Mr. Brodsky’s great skill in measuring the distances between past and present "with metaphor and rhyme-chime," to have, for a moment, a fleeting glimpse of a lake cabin’s screen door kept "from closing, forever," while the deepest wisdom of the heart is ". . . forever in the dripping sunset’s net." The father knows that the ritual he initiates in bringing his son to camp "Contains the same words and phrases / The Lord spoke to Abraham about Isaac," while the poet celebrates a return to "this sacred place" where the beauty of the ephemeral and the wonder of the eternal become one.
— Darlene Mathis-Eddy, former poetry editor for Ball State University’s Forum
Covering over five decades, these poems capture the exuberance of youthful, carefree summers, the bittersweet experiences of life and aging, the strength of abiding friendships, and the sometime troubled but always enduring love of a father and his son.
— Robert W. Hamblin, from his paper presented at the annual meeting of the College English Association, St. Louis, Missouri, March 27, 2008
To read his full paper, click here.
Keep the Fires Burning
When winter comes,
Boys! Boys! This is the truth!