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reality-erotica: seventies styleReview Date: 2003-08-23
Defunct Third World Studio Opens It Vault, Volume 1Review Date: 2005-08-15

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A resource that real teachers can use with real studentsReview Date: 1998-03-15
What a wonderful way of teaching. Bravo!Review Date: 1998-03-24

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So much Fun!Review Date: 2008-02-17
A Mom's Choice Awards Honoree!Review Date: 2008-01-13
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Very Informative.Review Date: 2008-09-07
a good leaf of botanical historyReview Date: 2001-05-17

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Unique poetry of language, images, and mind/heart speaking.Review Date: 2000-09-04
Mountain ManReview Date: 2000-10-11
We have been friends ever since. Good friends. I sometimes feel Charlie knows what is in my heart better, and respects it more, than I myself do.
Charles was vastly more advanced than I was. He, even in his twenties, knew who he was, knew how the world worked, and knew what he wanted to do. I'm still working on all three. Talking to him, and corresponding later, I felt I was communing directly with the wild prophetic side of American poetry.
Most poetry I read in the early 70s was elliptical as all get-out, dreamy, posey, and mainly about the self's deep interest in itself. Charlie was doing something nearly the opposite. You could feel the gravel under his poems -- they were roughcut, fearless, and unfailingly straight about what they wanted to say. You didn't wonder what psychic level Charlie was writing from (8? 13? lingerie and notions?) any more than you'd wonder what level a gun pointed at your darkest suspicions and prejudices was on. Even when his poems were funny they were dead-on serious, like Lenny Bruce on a good night. I had to be reminded he was a youngest, not an oldest child, because of that quality of gravitas.
Anyway, on to the poems in Nature Lovers. Charlie wrote these poems in 1989, under the influence of his study in the field of Neuro Linguistic Programming, and readings in the microstructure of cognition. The title is a tip-off to Charlie's ragged irony -- because it is impossible for humans to truly love nature, because we are helplessly separated from it by language and consciousness -- the makings of poetry itself. "I go way back with writers who identify themselves with nature," he writes in an afterword. "Wordsworth, for the mystifying and mystical unity to be fond there; Menzu (Mencius) for his insistence that the entire state has to operate in obeisance to natural law; and Lucretius, who said poets should never lose the power to irritate."
Each poem is a meditation, or an editorial cartoon, about some aspect of nature. Listen to the fussy cadence and the caustic syllogistics, and tell me you don't hear the unmistakable ring of Menzu in the following:
Natural Causes
"He died of natural causes."
How
many times have you relaxed while reading
That sanguine phrase and paused to wonder:
What causes would not be
natural?
Car wrecks, overdoses, the fall of Flight DC 10?
Mechanical, pharmaceutical, aeronautical?
If
everything is by definition natural,
What's left to experiment on?
Pig out on Haagen Dazs ice cream diet?
Fall
down my one-time publisher's nomenclature,
The Empty Elevator Shaft?
Will you pass on a drug bust or a cardiac
arrest?
You ask too many questions.
See death of a naturalist,
Watch Hermes put Argus to sleep
With
an interminable story.
Bored him to death, naturally.
Maybe that is not a "great" poem, but it is great discourse, and poor, loathed poetry desperately needs this sense of engagement, this sense of mental acuity.
But Charlie Potts's poetry is. His oeuvre is immense and intelligent and so keen. Besides some twenty books of poems, he has written harrowing memoirs about going crazy in the 60s, plus a terrific polemic about U.S. politics, How the South Finally Won the Civil War. Plus, he is a noted publisher and editor. His own presses: Litmus, Inc. in the 60s and 70s, and Tsunami, publisher of the great multilingual magazine published on rag paper, The Temple¸ and Pacific Northwestern Spiritual Poetry, one of the most remarkable anthologies of recent decades.
This little book is one of his most striking collections. In it he achieves what every political poet should ache to do, yet so few try -- graft the confusion of the heart to the evidence of our senses. This is no-nonsense poetry from a visionary who long ago stripped the gears off common sense. His best work swirls the spirits of Ginsberg and Ken Kesey and Phil Ochs at their best, and more anciently, the poets Walt Whitman and William Blake, the pamphleteer Tom Paine, and the mountain man Jim Bridger.
Here's a poem which achieves the same kind of connection, with a more gripping lyricism:
The Stream of Consciousness
The stream of consciousness flows
Effortlessly forward like an
unfed brain,
Given nothing new to think about,
Merely rotates in space, the same sounds,
Pictures, and sensations
in predictable order.
Who will muddy up this stream,
Then purge and purify the cluttered tableau
Of the
extraneous features preventing you
From actualizing your ideal self,
The way you always wanted to look and sound?
The quicksand of the collective unconsciousness
Will tempt you many times
With its lurid renditions of quackery
images
Stories in the millennia of Christian denial,
Hallucinated forward at the speed of pain.
Down a
lazy river to the polluted sea
The flotsam jettisons thoughtlessly along,
Contributory to a natural disaster.
Throw yourself onto the banks to stimulate
Your freeflowing sense of contrary motion.
Let it work on you. Here is a poem about nothing less than the significance and substance of thought -- everything that means meaning to us. He simultaneously reveres the gift and potential of consciousness, while despairing of our ability to leverage it into truth. Like eschatological Emmett Kellys, the best most of us manage is to sweep the spotlight of our own desire into the ashcan as we depart. The language is unflinchingly ambitious, but never pompous or "poetic." In fact, it's fun -- "flotsam jettisons," indeed. Here's a living, thinking head, giving you its best peek at the dynamic that makes us what we are. Hey, poetry isn't supposed to be important.
We think we love nature, says Charles Potts, but nature doesn't love us back. In fact, you'd be smart to keep a close eye on it, because one of these days, nature's going to get you.

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A clear and complete presentation of an effective reading and writing modelReview Date: 2008-01-07
These methods work!Review Date: 2008-01-26

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Extremely InspiringReview Date: 1999-12-30
THE OLDER BROTHER RETURNS is inspiring, timely and healing.Review Date: 1999-03-03

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On Fire delivers!Review Date: 2008-03-31
This book is hot.....a page turnerReview Date: 2008-01-31
The book starts out slow, but all the details will help tremendously throughout the book. A news reporter and fire investigator try to work together (despite the fire burning between the two of them) to solve the mystery behind a string of arsons; while outside forces attempt to prevent the mystery from being solved. This story is full of deception, trust, murder, mystery, and surprises.

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An excellent add-on to any campaignReview Date: 2003-08-06
The rewrite of the bard is the highlight of this book for me. From a new and unique method of spellcasting, to a new set of skills and special abilities, the bard in this book goes from being a sort of utility spellcaster to being a completely new and unique class, a thing apart. The idea of casting spells as songs is not a new one, but the way that it's done here is nothing short of brilliant, encouraging bards to use their spells while not sacrificing any of the other abilities of the class.
The feats focus mainly on bardic activity, as do the prestige classes, making the addition of the soul magic section seem, at first, like a last-minute add-on. It's not. Soul magic is, as another reviewer's said, the use of intelligent spells, and saying more than that would be spoiling things. They really will add depth to my games in the future.
As if that weren't enough good stuff (for less than half the price of a standard hard-bound WoTC title), there are also a smattering of new and useful spells, perfect for making surprise scrolls and adding detail to a campaign.
I recommend this book to anyone looking to spice up the bard class, and anyone interested in some new and unusual spells and abilities.
Monte Cook does it againReview Date: 2002-08-24
Enter supplemental materials like the Book of Eldritch Might II, by Monte Cook. Let's take a look:
VALUE: Under 15 bucks for the printed version, or 5 bucks for the PDF file (available from his website). After shelling out at least 20 for each of the class books, I find this very refreshing.
DESIGN: The art in the printed version is some of the finest yet in a Malhavok product. Monte continues to enlist better and better artists for each product. (I went with the PDF and had Kinko's print it out and spiral bind it.)
CONTENT: This is where all of Monte's D&D 3E material shines. The man is brilliant when it comes to fantasy game design. Like BoEM I, The BoEM II contains new feats, spells (primary for Wizard's and Sorcs), new prestige classes, and new magic items. However, these aren't just more of the same things we've seen. Each has a unique flavor and purpose. However, first lets go over what's totally new: Variant versions of the bard and sorcerer.
BARD: Since 3rd Edition came out, I've seen a million variant rangers, and half a million variant bards. Monte comes through in spades with his variant bard. No longer the sub-par sorcerer rogue fighter, the new bard uses spellsongs to power his unique magical talents. Big thumbs up.
SORCERER: Unlike Monte's variant ranger & bard, his sorcerer is not an attempt to fix a class that was considered 'broken' by so many. Indeed, many consider the sorcerer to kick butt. But, he can get a little boring, casting the same spells all day. This sorcerer really captures the feel of innate, raw magical power. I use Monte's bard, ranger, and sorcerer in my game, and have never looked back.
SOUL MAGIC: A brand new concept for intelligent... spells. A really cool idea that I don't want to spoil. Check it out...
OTHER: Then we have pages of fantastic feats (the lace spell feats rock), spells, prestige classes, and magical items. Like BoEM I, these are all innovative, stylish, and rather deadly. In my campaign I've made the Book of Eldritch Might I & II spells a bit more rare. They are considered powerful secrets to learn of. Once you see some of these spells, you'll see what I mean by powerful...
OVERALL: 5 Stars. One of the few accessories that I've opened up in its entirety to my game. Visit Monte Cook's website for errata to this book, and all his other Malhavok Press products...

A Highly Important BookReview Date: 2000-08-03
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edited from a unique series of magazines that featured the Mythic sex appeal of seemingly ordinary black men. Produced during the height of the black exploitation period, these images may be hard to look at during our current P.C. times. However, as a historical artifact of seventies pop culture and sexual liberation, it's an interesting item. The complete lack of sophisticated art direction is precisely it's strength. The garish interiors and un-polished men are period perfect. This work did not share mr. mapplethorpe's ultra refined visual taste and obsessive eye for artistic details. Museums and galleries were not the intended targets......it was all about arousal. Direct and immediate....for anyone who had a particular fondness for a specific type of ebony brother.