Early Praise:

A descendent of strummers and pickers and fiddlers, the compiler and editor of the justly famous Coyote Was Going There (his anthology of Oregon Indian Literature), Jarold Ramsey now gives us this welcome book of "new late poems." Whether it's with elegies or tributes, Ramsey prompts us toward joy, urging us to "jump straight up, / free of the gravity of time." Like Old Man Coyote "forever meddling with every polarity / he meets," this wise, spirited, buoying voice defies dichotomies and denies divisions. When Ramsey asserts "On both sides, let there be a sharing of light," we say a grateful "Amen." Jarold Ramsey is an Oregon treasure.

-Paulann Petersen, author of My Kindred

Robert Frost remarked that a poem begins in delight and ends in wisdom. Jarold Ramsey's "new late poems" abound with both. Walk these pages and meet the Happy Boy, the granddad standing on his head, elegies to friends and peers, love poems of long marriage, an ode to Satchmo conceived on a treadmill, an Aeolian harp, a curious wolf spider, and a slime mold that talks. Jump Straight Up is a buoyantly beautiful report from a Northwest master at age 85.

-John Daniel, author of Gifted and Lighted Distances: Four Seasons on Goodlow Rim

How often do you get to read poems firmly planted in a boyish elderhood, alive to past wonders yet rueful over losses rich and uncountable? This book delivers rich devotions to local antics and timeless questions, to natural wonders and human resonance with family neighbor, community character, companionable spider, meadowlark, coyote, amoeba. Long a student of story from Native myth to Shakespeare, Ramsey here delivers accounts of history, local lore, love for kinfolk, and yearning to understand the changes carrying us all along, richly in need of poems just like these.

-Kim Stafford, author of Singer Come from Afar