Some Comments on A Day At the Beach

To listen to this work is to hear not just the sea at the end of the beach but the ocean in the midst of our words.

Charles Bernstein

I would read this book anywhere--even at the beach!

David Bromige

Wit ne plus ultra--like, "To see the world in a grain of sand . . . ," and likewise to hear it. Far out!

Robert Creeley

Bob G--Thanks All / ways for your books / Joanne / Bolinas 7/28/84

--very much enjoyed, enjoying . . .the big BEACH OF THE DAY . . . Does allow for all sorts of entrances & exits & browsings . . . & the always welcome sense of humor throughout . . . form worked by the tide & shore, ever­changing, but, a place, zone, its specific form, items of the littoral of presence & attention . . . to which I return & return . . . the spirit revives & expands there, sustained & refreshed--

Kenneth Irby

In the past two decades, Robert Grenier's work has advanced word­art in a joyous, pacific and irresistible way: his words are inscribed on visible (and ­ invisible, i.e., interior) prayer­flags that flutter above and around the habitations of many surviving anarchically intelligent humans in this hemisphere (and, I guess, the other one, too). Come from the wind/breath, gone into the wind/breath, returning and emanating, in great precision, playfulness, and delighted integrity. The intelligence of joy, once again manifest in our poetry.

Anselm Hollo
Baltimore 10 Sept 84

Dear Bob,
                  I did enjoy A DAY AT THE BEACH--thanks a lot for thinking to send it: it arrived last week, but I've been sick and without the energy to write sooner; sorry. Thanks for OFF THE BRIM, too. I flipped the book open on the bed (the post comes early here) at 'territorial prison for the reverend moon' and got an immediate snort . . .

Tom Raworth
Europe, Thursday

Visual or photo . . . realism of the head, maybe for instance Joyce's Ulysses comparatively speaking too too much of a continuum and solid (hard?) color, this Daily or Day Sequence a tone row of just about split­second i. e. immediately reflected and realized (winkling flash of an eye) moments in and beyond the mind, rooted in expletive(s), poetry (of earth in a way forever and never dying or dead), "earth's human shores" or what have you risen from that (sea) and set on pairs of contiguous or together enough facing pages, spreads, areas. Quadri­partate. Variables (nothing too steadfast). Knowledge on Earth . . .

Larry Eigner