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Review of Jan Lee Ande¿s, Instructions for Walking on WaterWith regards to the manuscript's assembly, the poet is committed to language and the line. Ande has a gift for choosing her words with wisdom. Thematic journey aside, the poet creates cohesion between the pieces by employing a series of words fluid to the voice. That is to say, the language and tone uphold the book's theme - instructions for walking on water. Our narrator is a reliable one - everything in the language and pace suggests we are learning through the poem, and that our narrator is wise. The poems, affected by their light internal rhyme and ghost meter, keep the reader captivated in the menagerie of details and ideas.
The most noteworthy element of the poet's tone and craftsmanship is her balance between the didactic and meditative. The work guides us through a philosophical inquiry grounded in the senses and imagery. And although readers are following Ande's line and language, the exploration is highly individual. We don't often expect craftsmanship to lend itself to personal interpretation, but the manner in which Ande structures her lines - the way they address the grander scheme of things - makes the poems feel addressed to each reader as an individual. "Even if you don't know the answer, the question awaits you" (46).
In this lyrical space created by the writer, poet and reader share in the pilgrimage. Ande makes the journey a comfortable one through her attention to voice and consistency in tone, but it is only half of the accomplishment to produce poetry of this ilk. The poet also offers us undeniably rich content; elements of craft aside, these poems mean something. The subtexts (elements of feminism, sexuality, and independence, to name a few) lead the reader to examine the larger issues of spiritualism and physicality; no two readers will track the same results in the paradox presented. The encompassing theme of the manuscript, however, focuses on the art of learning to write. The poet, reverent and humble to art of poetry, offers her readership a theoretical discussion on the sacraments of writing and creating art.
The manuscript's first poem, "Learning to Pray," reminds those embarking on the journey of the ritual and dedication involved in such a humble tradition. To pray is an art - an art requiring servitude, devotion, selflessness, and patience. The poet approaches her own work with the same sincerity and invites the reader to 'tumble in the bower,' 'read the clues,' and confront the 'illusions of the body' alongside her. Ande's proficiency with tone and imagery make the work harmonious, and she engages her readers as active participants by utilizing exquisitely chosen details that startle, intrigue, and force us to keep searching.
The collection is heavily influenced by both Eastern and Western religions, and yet, the search is grounded in the natural. "Polliwogs with their missing eyebuds," the mystery of bone and nerve endings "fading into the memory of muscle and cell," "skin raised in papery layers" . . . even the tumor is "a holy node, a blank page." The body and the art of writing are one: paper as skin, skin as paper. Mystery and spiritualism are captured by religious reference, but the raw power of the writing is felt through the poet's ability to conjure the senses: through the maggot, muscles, albumen, liver gazing, yeast, the blood of berries, rose hips, dung fires, and the dark wine of the womb - because the poet pulls her material from a cacophony of rich images and sounds, "There are twice as many stars, two startled moons, and you no longer care which way leads up or down" (21).
Ande's work serves as a fine example to those curious about the craft and integrity of poetry. The manuscript is an elegant one in which the incantation to deities is a rich and layered pilgrimage. For writing, like faith, challenges one's perseverance. Readers of all levels are invited into the poems and challenged to leave changed. "When setting foot onto the water, keep in mind the insubstantial line between above and below"(21).The likelihood of closing the book in awe is high. The likelihood of feeling compelled to start again from the beginning, even higher.
Grace Under PressureAnde writes a charming poem about Basho's frog that is in part a naturalist's field notes, in part a hymn to the pleasures of frogdom, and in part a poem of sorrow at that creature's dwindling numbers--one more defenseless victim of human indifference. Her poems about ants, flies and bees are, like almost all her poems, deft and clear. Not the least of their charms is that compassion for her fellow beings that comes from a true humility. But she can write with the same precision and grace--and delight--in praise of feet ("When in ecstasy, the toes arch/ instinctively upward"); and in "Curses for He Who Borrows & Returns Not a Book," she can rail (but with her usual good humor)with a mixture of anger and pleasure: "May the kept book change to a serpent in his hands,/ rise up and bite him squarely on the nose."
Although in Ande's poems all things seem on the verge of flight, even in her poems about Buddhism, meditation and divination the poet remains grounded in the natural world, avoiding the pieties that are a danger to anyone who flirts with the mystical and transcendent. "Tantric Sex," for example, is a poem about both sex and the meditative life, while in "Pomegranate," a poem about the death of a small animal killed by a predatory cat, she manages to console herself with the sensuous delights of a pomegranate, lovingly described and all but tasted by the reader: "Splitting one open, you push your thumbs/ through its chambers, fingers bent to scoop/ the cool tart seeds./ We eat mouthful after mouthful, staining our lips/ and tongues blood red."
This is excellent poetry: brief, well-crafted narratives that are highly readable while remaining textured and complex, and all of it suffused with humanity and loving-kindness. In a nation that has taken to bombing indigent countries with pathological fury and murdering hundreds of thousands with a sanctimonious shrug of the shoulder, we need more such poets to remind us of an alternate way of consciousness--the blessing of humility, compassion, wonder and tenderness.


A neglected aspect of Andean Culture
islands of the Sun and Moon

Excellent historical overview of native Andean art.I found this work most interesting for the way it brings out the Andean worldview through the artistic artifacts remaining of those cultures. The work is also reasonably priced and up to date.


Economic Geology of the Central Andes

More Than Guinea Pigs

A classic in peruvian preceramic archaeology1 Setting and excavations
2 Stratigraphy and Chronology
3 Pollen analysis and paleoethnobotany
4 Vegetation and land use near Guitarrero Cave
5 Plant Remains from Guitarrero
6 Ancient peruvian highland Maize
7 Variation in cultived Beans
8 Faunal remains
9 Artifacts made from stone and other inorganic materials
10 Bone and Wood tools
11 Cordage, Basketry and Textiles
12 Guitarrero Cave in its andean context
There's a lot of interesting material for the interested in southamerican archaeology, and for anyone who wishes to see a good sample of the application of multiple disciplines at once.


Meanwhile, deep in the jungle of alternative realities...
Humor, suspense, drama and fast-paced action...Also recommended: Harry Potter, The Celistine Prophesy, The Narnia series by C. S. Lewis
I'm so glad I read this book!

Simple and refreshing...
Outstanding!
great book for everyday life

A fascinating, poignant, and beautifully written story
No Bells to TollAs this story unfolds, you get lost, in the sense that you begin to feel just as the townspeople did. Your own fears start to surface - you ask yourself... What would I have done? How would I have been able to survive such a tragic loss? Where was God that day? The author leads you through this tragic event trying to discover the answers with her very special gift.
A great read....
No Bells to Toll