Black Uncle

John Marcus Powell and I share a generation and a geography. I opened this book and turned the pages greedily, drawn into a story told in an irresistible voice that leads, like the pied piper, into a way of life that has almost disappeared. The poem begins at a moment frozen in history but the protagonist steps from it into our changed society with the abiding truth of boyhood held out like a perfectly-wrapped gift. - Ann Drysdale, author of Reminiscent of Brian Friel's , John Marcus Powell's is an intimate history told in voices-in this case a Welsh boy named Timmy and his Mam. Their alternating monologues tell a rich and nuanced tale of a family separated by the Second World War and of the black American soldier who deeply touches both of their lives. Powell orchestrates notes of personal tragedy, parochial prejudice, and sexual awakening in delightful, fluent verse, each line composed in the mouth of a brilliant actor-poet. When, years ago, I first heard Powell perform his poems in a burlesque house in the East Village, I remember the buzz that went around the room: here was the real deal! is his strongest work to date, a tour de force of voice, character, and feeling. I can't recommend it highly enough. - David Yezzi, author of John Marcus Powell brings a lost world marvelously back to life again in , a world of fears, injuries, and losses caused by poverty, war, and nonconformity. Yet, in the midst of great deprivations in a tiny Welsh village, Powell celebrates the growth of "exuberant weeds,/ extravagant brussel sprouts." Fans of Martina Evans's verse novels will love John Marcus Powell's . - Jee Leong Koh, author of