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present the work of a _ and Linda Kenyon, a short author, or a particular story writer. of poems or short stoâ€" Indeed, the work of these Trout Lily has no interâ€" two people is remarkably of publishing long works, suited to beautiful editions. not just yet. They will _ Tom Eadie‘s poetry is often on the short forms, and _ brief, rising out of nature, plan to bring out about _ echoing with mythology: books a year. and one time Coyote new press has been fell in love with the moon by three members of in the days when she community: Charlene walked the earth Jones, a faculty member Jerome‘s College; Gary he spoke to her r, the College‘s Librarâ€" by the waterhole and Tom Bishop, the hardly hoping for an of Ampersand Studios answer ina Street, which is a The poem goes on to tell of ic design studio. Their their meeting by the waterâ€" boration has certainly hole, and offers an "explanaâ€" fruitful and rewarding. _ tion" for the long and lonely press was named for song of Coyote under the out lilies which bloom in _ moon. oods here. Charlene The small and lovely collecâ€" lâ€"Jones, new to this area, _ tion of his work, Dead Letâ€" walking with her mother _ ters, is cleanly typeset in a RELAX. AMID THE HUSTLE & BUSTLE OF CHRISTMAS SHOPPING st week, modest notices _ when they were struck by the uted around this commuâ€" © : loveliness of the small, deliâ€" Theyrud'!’mllly Cate trout lilies. They decided ; gleefully announces the _ then on the name for the ch of its two first books." _ press. s ething about the word efully" tickled my sense umor. Especially in this & of folding and disappearâ€" . “‘ presses. 1 vent to the party to l ch the books, on Sunday noon, at 2 p.m. in the mon Room at St. N6: d me‘s. it was a happy Diehlâ€"Jones explained, on t, introducing not only Sunday, that a chapbook new books, but also a press seeks out beautiful writâ€" chapbook press. ing to produce in a beautiful rapbooks are typically format, and that the press I, beautifully produced, was grateful to their two first tooâ€"expensive books authors: Tom Eadie, a poet h present the work of a _ and Linda Kenyon, a short AVE A GRABBAJABBA curaistmas A GREAT PLACE TO GET TOGETHER WITH FRIENDS 80 KING 5T. $., WATERLOO ACROSS FROM WATERLOO TOWN SQUARE opeNn EARLY TL Late 886â€"9596 @ GOURMET GIFT BASKETS 5 ®@ CHRISTMAS DINNER COFFEES _ ®@ CHOCOLATE COVERED } COFFEE BEANS ‘ © EGGNOG LATTE ‘ & DECADENT DESSERTS ° ®& NEW LINE OF SIGNATURE TEAS & CAPPUCCINO & CATERING & GIFT CERTIFICATES ‘"loveliness of it and lilles Ta=mIm"; when they were struck by the loveliness of the small, deliâ€" Cate trout lilies. They decided then on the name for the two people is remarkably suited to beautiful editions. Tom Eadie‘s poetry is often brief, rising out of nature, and one time Coyote fell in love with the moon in the days when she walked the earth Diehlâ€"Jones explained, on _ card fiction." Kenyon herself Sunday, that a chapbook says that these are the stories press seeks out beautiful writâ€" _ "a person can‘t tell." Much is ing to produce in a beautiful _ suggested rather than said. format, and that the press Her stories have a strong was grateful to their two first _ sense of place. They are also, authors: Tom Eadie, a poet often, funny. The audience and Linda Kenyon, a short listening to a few of them story writer. read aloud often laughedâ€" Indeed, the work of these _ sometimes ruefully. We recogâ€" two people is remarkably nized the landscape and the Tom Eadie‘s poetry is often with what was not said: brief, rising out of nature, If you see him say hello. echoing with mythology: Tell him I saw a heron in and one time Coyote the park the other mornâ€" fell in love with the moon ing, on the bank of the in the days when she creek, beside the culvert walked the earth that runs under the railâ€" way tracks. I was so dose | he spoke to her could see the scraggy blue by the waterhole feathers on its throat and hardly hoping for an one yellow eye. answer Tell him I made basil The poem goes on to tell of lasagna the other night, their meeting by the waterâ€" and now there‘s a pan of hole, and offers an "explanaâ€" cold lasagna in my fridge, tion" for the long and lonely and a bow! of the olives song of Coyote under the he likes. moon. This story goes on for a few The small and lovely collecâ€" _ more paragraphs, all of which tion of his work, Dead Letâ€" linger in the memory. ters, is cleanly typeset in a 1 enjoyed having a chance new print called "Skia ... with overtones of runic calligraâ€" phy." The typetace and placâ€" ing of the poems suit them Are Here, is a gathering of short short stories. it is a form I particutarty called "sudden ficâ€" Linda Kenyon‘s to talk with the photograâ€" pher, Ron Hewson, whose picâ€" volume. He said that all but one are Polaroid phoâ€" tographsâ€"which | admit surâ€" Mmm blackâ€"andâ€"white photos, they complement Linda Kenyon‘s stories wondertully. Tom Bishop, the designer of both books, toid me that he always hopes that the design will not be conspicuous, that each paragraph or poem will seem to occupy exactly the right place when a reader looks at it. He likes to feel that the shape bubbiles up out of the work itself, and that he has simply to catch ‘ and execute it. Certainly, he 1 caught it for these two books, } both available from | Wordsworth Books: the forâ€" f mats fit the writing exactly. f These small and lovely collecâ€" f tions certainly honor the 1 spirit of trout likes. Judith Miller is an associate pro fessor of English at Rerson College at University of Waterico ( e U 2s# ~~ Mz _ ‘ x Udlvanm & _ __ dR waTERLO O _ *"~ CVER 300 FRIENODLY $TORES & SERVICES . CONVEWMIENT PARIONG Commnsnaty vuttiun tatend Eival s inatap * mae i onrateim d