{"id":26193,"date":"2025-02-28T09:15:17","date_gmt":"2025-02-28T16:15:17","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/theprairiesbookreview.com\/?p=26193"},"modified":"2025-02-28T09:15:17","modified_gmt":"2025-02-28T16:15:17","slug":"poems-for-all-seasons-by-jon-trovato","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/theprairiesbookreview.com\/?p=26193","title":{"rendered":"Poems for All Seasons by Jon Trovato"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

A quiet, poetic meditation on nature\u2019s rhythms.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Trovato immerses readers in the shifting landscapes of winter, spring, summer, and fall in this book of short poems. Unfolding in hushed reverence, Winter\u2019s \u201cpure white radiance\u201d brightens the barren world. During Spring \u201cflower petal blizzards\u201d and \u201cnewly bloomed flowers\u201d communicate with the stars. Summer is all about \u201cfireflies on a summer night… a Van Gogh lightshow.\u201d In Autumn, leaves are \u201ctypically intent on\/ flaring and flaunting\/ their colors both on or\/ off the ground for as\/ long as they can.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Trovato uses vivid imagery, and his language is simple yet deeply resonant. The distinctive, stacked-line format style, gives the poems a meditative, almost incantatory rhythm, as in \u201cAt Peace,\u201d where a solitary figure walks through the woods and embraces the vastness of the night. The poems distill moments of stillness and motion, acting as snapshots: \u201cpixel\/ by pixel\/ they paint\/ the open spaces\/ of each day,\u201d Trovato writes, exploring how nature itself is engaged in the act of creation. Despite its uniform structure, there\u2019s an undeniable sincerity to Trovato\u2019s work. Fans of Mary Oliver and Robert Frost will appreciate Trovato\u2019s quiet reverence for the natural world. This is a gentle, reflective collection that invites readers to pause, breathe, and take in the poetry unfolding around us every day.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Buy now<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Pub date February 22, 2025<\/p>\n\n\n\n

ISBN 979-8311735100<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Price $12.00 Paperback<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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A quiet, poetic meditation on nature\u2019s rhythms. Trovato immerses readers in the shifting landscapes of winter, spring, summer, and fall in this book of short poems. Unfolding in hushed reverence, Winter\u2019s \u201cpure white radiance\u201d brightens the barren world. During Spring \u201cflower petal blizzards\u201d and \u201cnewly bloomed flowers\u201d communicate with the stars. Summer is all about \u201cfireflies on a summer night… a Van Gogh lightshow.\u201d In Autumn, leaves are \u201ctypically intent on\/ flaring and flaunting\/ their […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":145610851,"featured_media":26196,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_coblocks_attr":"","_coblocks_dimensions":"","_coblocks_responsive_height":"","_coblocks_accordion_ie_support":"","_crdt_document":"","advanced_seo_description":"","jetpack_seo_html_title":"","jetpack_seo_noindex":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"_wpas_customize_per_network":false,"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[],"tags":[7223,91,3328,723769808,178,1136176,723770127,723770712,422,1473,1008073,856121,309],"class_list":["post-26193","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","tag-author","tag-blogging","tag-book-reviews","tag-bookblogger","tag-books","tag-indie-books","tag-jon-trovato","tag-poems-for-all-seasons","tag-poetry","tag-reading","tag-review-blog","tag-review-website","tag-reviews"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/theprairiesbookreview.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/02\/poems.jpg?fit=297%2C445&ssl=1","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/pajKJn-6Ot","amp_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/theprairiesbookreview.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26193","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/theprairiesbookreview.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/theprairiesbookreview.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/theprairiesbookreview.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/145610851"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/theprairiesbookreview.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=26193"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/theprairiesbookreview.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26193\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":26197,"href":"https:\/\/theprairiesbookreview.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/26193\/revisions\/26197"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/theprairiesbookreview.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/26196"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/theprairiesbookreview.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=26193"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/theprairiesbookreview.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=26193"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/theprairiesbookreview.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=26193"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}