"In John Sibley William's "amalgam of real /and fabled light" one is able to believe again in the lyric poem as beautiful-if difficult-proof of private space. Disinheritance contends intimately with loss, to be sure - but it also proposes the poem as a way to remember, to persist, to be oneself, to believe. And to persist when belief may not be possible within the bounds of the shores the seas impose upon us."
-Joan Naviyuk Kane
"There is eternal longing in these poems of John Sibley Williams. A yearning for what cannot be understood. A song for what simply is. A distance beyond human measurement. A series of profound losses giving birth to words no different from medicine."
"There is a hunger in these poems, one of an empty handed wise man who wants to sing. And sing he does. Let these poems sing to you too. Let them hold you in thatraw place of hope, let them beships mooring us to the wild / bottomless sea."
"In John Sibley Williams' moving, somber collection, the power of elegy, reverie, and threnody transcends the disinheritance caused by separation. These compellingly atemporal poems form the locus wherein generations of a family can gather. Here, Williams' lyric proto-language-elemental, archetypal, primordial-subsumes barriers of time and space. His poems create their own inheritance."
-Paulann Petersen, Oregon Poet Laureate Emerita
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Reviewed by Joel R. Dennstedt for Readers' Favorite The poetry of John Sibley Williams as exhibited in this brief collection of short verse, Disinheritance, seems to congregate around the theme of a family remembered, often as if spoken by the recently deceased, and most disturbingly around the death of a young child, a son. And though the style of Mr. Williams’ poetry is somewhat open and rather prose-like, one never shakes the totally coherent and consistent understanding that we have become submersed within a poet’s mind – that is, within that strange otherworld of perception, where the material world meets the ethereal, where the particular becomes the universal, and where resonance is often the only force permitting of coherence. The immense difficulty of communicating effectively from this realm is what makes poetry such a fine art to master. Disinheritance reveals John Sibley Williams to be an artist of the poetic. His style may be prose-like, but one would not mistake his poetry for prose. Mr. Williams is a master of poetic flow. The rhythm of his words takes the reader deep into the poetic realm and never falters. We are never abandoned, and we are never jolted by a rhythmic misstep. As personal as these poems are, they conceal as much as they reveal, and one is left to contemplate the resonance in that. We may, just as well, submerge ourselves into the simple beauty of his words. There is something redemptive in this poetry, but more as a future promise than these frozen but expressive, tragic moments will allow. “He needs to know if boulders move on their own from the mouth of an empty cave, how to distinguish love from grief.”
Disinheritance by John Sibley Williams is a beautiful collection of poetry about grief and healing. The poems are very thought proking and honest. I received the book from the author and am so glad I did. Absolutely a wonderful collection of poems, definitely one of my favorite collections I have read. One of my favorite parts of the collection is one of the stanzas in the poem "Hemophilia", "With eternity behind us / we were not meant to be / this broken." At first, I thought I would just read one or two and then finish it another day, just to get a feel of the poems, but I read it in one, quick, sitting. I would definitely recommend it to anyone who loves poetry and poetry collections.
pooled ink Reviews: This collection of poetry shares a gathering of voices that is artistically executed. Each poem is a question, an answer, a yearning, a sorrow, a spiraling wonder, an aching need. Although stanzas trickle with feeling and verses ripple with rhythm, there remains something missing…but that missing something creates a poignant call, it’s something each poem tries to express while knowing all along that words cannot suffice. Overall John Sibley Williams has composed a touching and interesting look into grief and life. There’s talent there and this collection will leave you pondering all the shadows that it shares. If you enjoy poetry then this is a good book to explore. It has a thoughtful cadence and a variety of tones that I think will intrigue you.
Disinheritance, poems By John Sibley Williams Is a collection of poetry you feel you must be gentle with. Disinheritance contains poems of grief, which build to a crushing intensity. The lines I like in poem ‘Forbidden travel’ – “The lawn is the same But has forgotten my toes” Paper Cranes “poorly folded from the unread morning news” To Name Butterfly “Interrogated by Genus, Species, The Latin behind our current tongue” And the fantastic ‘Optimism’ “Our children do not listen anymore The clay has spun free of the potters wheel” Disinheritance is as ambiguous as a Sylvia Plath collection of poetry, which becomes clearer gradually and immediately results in you wanting to read and turn the pages once again. The lines are so well constructed in Disinheritance. There are verses in the poems that cause you to draw in your breath at their dexterity. Disinheritance is a blistering poetry collection by John Sibley Williams, who is certainly a master of his genre. (I received a free copy of this book in exchange for an honest review )