That Rain We Needed

That Rain We Needed is one man's search for his place of true belonging in an imperfect world. Sometimes comical, other times poignant, always willing to be vulnerable-here Sam Barbee unfolds his map for negotiating family and its complicated relationships. Little escapes his keen eye. "Snagged in the belly of combed clouds / I release all I am into wind," he says-he who bravely bares his soul to us all. -Susan Laughter Meyers, author of My Dear, Dear Stagger Grass

Review :
A celebratory set of narratives in its exploration of family and love, Sam Barbee's That Rain We Needed is a many-sided harmony of living words--and worlds--toward an appreciation and joy of the creative life, especially, poetry. -- Shelby Stephenson, North Carolina Poet Laureate and author of Fiddledeedee As much as any recent poetry collection I have read, That Rain We Needed speaks for the middle-aged American population as the Baby Boomers stumble toward that dark night, 10,000 a day turning 65 years of age; and these poems straddle the great divide of three generations. Watching the parents die, the children leave home, the marriage molder, and all the while Sam Barbee is a joyful and pragmatic reporter, honoring each overgrown flower bed, or passing ecstatic solstice, making the reader feel as if you had seen these road markers for the first time. This book is filled with observations of earthly delights, a lush garden of plush sentences and hard-won memories. It has taken the poet his whole life to write this book, and thankfully, it shows on every page. --Keith Flynn, editor of The Asheville Poetry Review, and author of Colony Collapse Disorder Sam Barbee delves deeply into the sacred and often volatile terrain of family in his new collection, That Rain We Needed. In one poignant poem after another, he renders the tangles, confusion, the harrowing intimacy and abiding love that tithes us to those we inexplicably cannot live without -- "[releasing] all [he is] into wind / free-falling." It is, indeed, from the soaring vantage of flight that these fine poems gaze in benediction upon the past. -- Joseph Bathanti, former North Carolina Poet Laureate and author of Concertina That Rain We Needed is one man's search for his place of true belonging in an imperfect world. Sometimes comical, other times poignant, always willing to be vulnerable--here Sam Barbee unfolds his map for negotiating family and its complicated relationships. Little escapes his keen eye. "Snagged in the belly of combed clouds / I release all I am into wind," he says--he who bravely bares his soul to us all. --Susan Laughter Meyers, author of My Dear, Dear Stagger Grass