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Synopsis:
From his Where Purple Shadows Fall one is quick to
recognize that Cashwell's verse is a vivid testimony to
various aspects of his biographical itinerary. For it is
within his prose poems that he traces most eloquently
an outline of his life's journey.
Then comes the shocking realization that there is
measured, rhythmic, free verse alongside Haiku all
joined under one cover-- the cover of a new Bard
rising in Northeastern North Carolina. Perhaps the
last of the Great Epic Poem Writers.
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INDEX PAGE
Above the Cliffs 1-9
Funeral Rain 10
Hiding Passages 10
A Marine 10
Walking Home 11
Shining Star 12-13
Into the Wetlands 14
Specters 14
Caissons and Caskets 14
Farewell E.D.W. 15-19
Till the Cosmos Runs Dry 20
Flashbacks 21
Transition Man 22
A Christmas Blessing 2001 23
Saddam’s Door 24-25
Sphere of Life 26
Ice Dancing 27-28
Vibrant Dawn 29-30
October 13 31-32
Autumn 33
The Best of Towns 34
Mother of God 35-37
Caught in Slow Time 38-40
Tina’s Song 41-42
ZOËË’S House 43
Closing Credits 44-47
A Most Unhappy Sailor 48-49
Captain John McGee 50-51
A Boat of Birchen Bark 52
Saint Catherine Laboure 53-56
Jade 57-58
The Festival of Duan Wu 59-63
Qing Ming 64-66
Requiem for Allie 67-75
O’Ryan Roberts 76-81
Electra-My Lee 82-99
Nui Co Tien 100-103
The Citadel 104-109
The Letter 110-114
America 115-123

Praise for Where Purple Shadows Fall:
“A cutting edge presentation of the finest poetic prose
of the 21st Century. No one goes as far in creative
diversity and experimentation.”__ Michele Z. Banda,
author and member of the Board of Editors, Literary
Masters, Inc.
“From his eulogy of Native American Indians (Above
the Cliffs) to his love of country (America) and the
quiet moments of spirituality in-between (Mother of
God) there is an earned respect of life and the will to
be freein each writing.”__ Alan V. Galloway
"A truly unusual writing from the author of Toishan.
Moving easily from epic poetry to poetic prose with
grace and style, Cashwell creates moments for pause
and reflection on every page. I enjoyed every poem,
with a special delight coming from The Citadel." ****
__Su Chang-Wu
"A relaxing work that affords many moments of
pleasure and reflection. It cannot be read like just
another book, rather with the time and patience
required of a fine wine in order to savor the delicate
rhythms and carefully crafted rhyme" __ Jean Ann
Morgan
“Where Purple Shadows Fall is a collection we expect
you to return to again and again. For while the author
has many in his library of works to choose from, the
forty poems offered here are among his favorites."***
__ The Editors at Literary Masters, Inc.
“Till The Cosmos Runs Dry”
When I was a child I dreamed I could fly Had no wings No machines in the sky I’d just sail on my imagination Till the Cosmos runs dry.
When I was fourteen I dreamed Of nothing I’d never try Invincible at everything My days just fast-danced me by And I’d sail on my imagination Till the Cosmos runs dry.
When I was a father I dreamed My children could fly On the wings of their mother High upon the horizon, they passed me by Then I’d sail on my imagination Till the Cosmos runs dry.
When I was an old man I learned how to cry Had no more dreams No wings in the sky So, I sailed on my imagination Till the Cosmos ran dry.
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[The Letter 110-114] "Lost But Not Forgotten" Photographer: John M. Setzler, Jr. Date Taken: June 9, 2004
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