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Words for Trees

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  • Product Details

    Author:
    Barbara Folkart
    Format:
    Paperback
    Pages:
    152
    Publisher:
    Dundurn Press (January 1, 2007)
    Language:
    English
    Audience:
    General/trade
    ISBN-13:
    9780888784360
    ISBN-10:
    0888784368
    Dimensions:
    5.25" x 8.25" x 0.39"
    File:
    PGW-LEGATO-Metadata_Only_Publishers_Group_West_Customer_Group_Metadata_20260428164618-20260428.xml
    Folder:
    PGW
    List Price:
    $13.95
    Case Pack:
    100
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    $10.74
    Publisher Identifier:
    P-PER
    Discount Code:
    A
    Country of Origin:
    Canada
    Weight:
    7.2oz
    Imprint:
    Dundurn Press
  • Overview

    In this Ottawa writer's first volume of verse, there are trees, of course—catalpas on stained-glass transoms, an ever-present crabappel, nameless species in whose bare branches the winter solstice lurks. There is music, too—awhorehouse tango, a string quartet enthralling a favourite cat, the silky caress of a clarinet along the remembered flesh of adolescence. And visual art, from the Middle Ages through Matisse, is reenacted in vignettes of desire or dereliction.