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Cloud Peak
Cloud Peak
The year is 2028. Two doctors from Kalamazoo, Michigan, husband and wife are caught up in an unimaginable holocaust engulfing the world---the Nazi Third Reich revived and ruled by the Fuehrer on a planetary scale. For years Ethan and Elizabeth had sensed that these troubles were coming and had done all they could to prepare, storing guns and ammo, food and clothing, medicines, survival gear of all kinds in a cave in the Big Horn Mountains on the slopes of Cloud Peak in Wyoming. Both of them pilots, they had purchased an airplane, believing they would escape in it together and fly to Cloud Peak. But they had to separate that hot, humid August night when they made their grand get-away. Is this the time predicted by the Hebrew prophets? Is this the time predicted by the New Testament apostles? Is this the Apocalypse? Is this how it will look when it happens? And how would you handle things if you found yourself and your loved ones also caught up in a tragedy of this magnitude? How would I handle it? These are difficult questions to ask and even more difficult, perhaps, to answer. Truth be told, there are no easy answers. Come and see what happened to Ethan and Elizabeth, the two doctors from Kalamazoo in the year 2028 and beyond. Come and live through it with them, come and suffer with them, weep with them, be joyful with them, be sad, be weary, be hopeful, be glad and thankful with them; come and lose everything with them, come and triumph with them. Come and see... Frank Willard is my pen name for CLOUD PEAK, my first venture into the suspense-thriller genre. And what better scenario could there be for this genre than the end of the world as we know it? Admittedly, I had always wanted to address the subject of the Apocalypse and finally I have via this novel and its sequel which I hope to begin soon. Perhaps there will be sequels after sequels, the theme of the Apocalypse being vast and endless and the possibilities for more suspense-thrillers being vast and endless, as well. For most of my life I have been a student of history; and I have been an observer of what some would call megatrends, the forces inexorably shaping human events, molding them and morphing them in a thousand times a thousand ways until, perhaps, we see them ever more clearly with the passage of time. This life of observation, study, and research has molded me; it has made me who I am, in addition to the other normal experiences of life, the things we all enjoy, endure, relish, disdain, like, dislike, and love and hate--these things, the good and the bad, come with our existence in this world. But there is another side to it, it seems to me. It seems there must be something even greater than megatrends, and greater than this earthly life of positives and negatives, there has to be. One day there must be a final showdown with evil and a final resolution to humanity's collective problems as ominous as that sounds. Perhaps the Apocalypse is ultimately necessary. Frank Willard lives in Kalamazoo, Michigan with his wife who is a teacher. Together they have a blended family of five children and their mates.
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Cloud / Ridge
Cloud / Ridge
Stephen Ratcliffe is in his blue or green or yellow or mauve or brick-red or phthalocyanine period. That is, the serene repetitive seriousness of the shapes and colors of his work, like that of the late style of a great painter, who’s painting the same things, day after day, week after week, month after month, year by year (book by book) until what’s depicted, though absolutely precise and completely clear (located in space without exaggeration or attitude), modulates in color, picture by picture and day by day, until it disappears into its own blended shadings, becoming everything at once–and nothing. —Norman Fischer I find these poems perfect in the way a cloud is perfect, or perhaps a dreamed cloud that is hyper visible and complete in itself. Line by line, day by day, Ratcliffe has created a delicate model of a specific period of time where the highly refined language is and with phenomena passing. The attention here is to such degree that the observer melts away and like Dickinson’s “The Brain—is Wider than the Sky—” there’s space for everything, including sky, thought, Lily Briscoe, cloud, Cage, grey, man, woman, etc. Cloud / Ridge is a necessary book because it reveals in its quiet way just how extraordinary existence is. —Denise Newman Ratcliffe’s site-based poetry channels the complex, intermeshing, and endlessly variable dimensions of place. Its calendar perpetually marks this very day. Things seen and heard through the “window” of the shifting present include weathers; birds; planets and constellations; insects, animals and plants; soundscape; shape and color; land forms; men, women and children; sentences from reading; poetics. All inheres in the music and the metaphysics of these pages—all and nothing, but the words, placed exactly so. —Jonathan Skinner In CLOUD/RIDGE Stephen Ratcliffe weaves concise visual and auditory notation of scattered passages of daily life—immediate local presence, sensitive observations of nature and domestic circumstance, thoughts about art and samples from reading—into a complex textured fabric that shimmers with the dual “lights” of consciousness and palpable reality. Moments of serenity illuminating each day of this limited and temporary life suggest an elusive transit of meditative dimensions beyond the temporal; the poems, with their open, relaxed way of going-on and ongoing, reflect an attitude of wonder toward nature, a receptivity to color and light, a sustaining formal control, and an intimacy with intrinsic pattern-recognition satisfactions that may be discovered in the adroit handling of fugal repetitions and variations in language. —Tom Clark
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