Cypher Key

by Artice Upchurch



Book Details

Language : English
Publication Date : 21/11/2007

Format : Softcover
Dimensions : 6x9
Page Count : 56
ISBN : 9781434353627

About the Book

By Lynn Fox

As someone who tried to teach English (and fails more often than not), Artice's poetry is a tough go. It's mystical, it's abstract and it points to somewhere beyond our experience ("Something beyond earth...".) It's built up from the connection between ideas, not images. Understanding his poetry is like trying to run in molasses. But, finally, it's worth the effort. Salvation is not easily won, Artice tells us. That's the promise and value of his poetry. A.D. Upchurch has seen the dark night of the soul and offers us his hand to lift us up from the pit.

About the Author

By Lynn Fox

Tall, slender, striking-looking, with wire-rim glasses and a facial expression--tranquil, unfocused--that suggested that whatever took place behind his eyes had very little to do with what took place in front of his eyes. For Artice, the worlds inside and outside met only at oblique angles, intersecting groups of light, time, love and language that didn't hang out together all that often. It wasn't that Artice lived, as the expression goes, "in his own little world." First of all, it wasn't "his own" world. The world Artice inhabited belongs - galaxy and gold fish, ocean and toilet water - to God. And to his credit, Artice recognized that he temporarily rented a small space here from the ultimate Land Lord. Artice knew Who was in charge because he knew it wasn't him. And that leads to our second point. For God's sake, there was nothing "little" about the world behind his eyes. Just the opposite, in fact. Artice's mind contained, as Whitman said, "multitudes." But Artice didn't think about all that much. He couldn't see the Star Gate on his forehead. Not even in the mirror. It's just that he had these strange visions that would startle him awake at night.

But I digress and drink some real strong coffee.