Hendry’s Beach, the setting for this sonnet sequence, lies at the mouth of a creek in Santa Barbara, a branch of which flows behind the house where the poet lived for many years.
Harold Ackerman – February 28, 2016:
You’ll find Running at Hendry’s to be a pleasing book whether or not you run regularly as Alan Stephens did. But if you enter into it like a run, keeping pace with him day after day across the wet sands of the California beach which he loved to brave in all seasons, you’ll find the honesty which marks so many of these poems. It is what remains after the disguises of the day, the chatter, and the initial gusto give way to the task, and you find what you have left, as in a lasting relationship, an ongoing task, a devotion. It is what you can do. He has chosen a series of sonnets, an old poetic form, for his vehicle, but he has tried to find what will last in them, as well, against the weather of modern issues and events, in the more ragged breath of twentieth-century speech. The elements remain: sky, sea, wind, sand, birds, and the restless mind, mostly alone. I say “mostly” because 8 and 9 both entitled “Running with My Sons” are among the most memorable. Forget high school English: find the 72 poems of Running at Hendry’s online through Dowitcher Press in paper or hardcover.
H. Ackerman (2016)
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