This is a must for anyone who had read and liked writers like Jack Conroy, Meridel le Sueur, John Fante, Henry Miller, Raymond Carver, Wendell Berry, Howard Zinn...
A brooding, spirited, feisty collection leaving a deep furrow of insight into the workings of the American Midwest, its nature, climate, down-and-out characters and the ongoing cultural war of the academic, government, media elite against the American people and against common sense.
Many of Miller's poems come from the experience of an itinerant English language teacher. He had lived and thought in diverse corners of the world, from China to Patagonia, and Slovakia to Kyrgyzstan. In the end, he always comes back to his base in Iowa City.
Poetry should mean something. It should be honest. Real. Reality fills "Northern Fields", a harsher reality than most of us will ever know. A hard life, well lived. Yet Miller never tires of nature's beauty. In my poetry, I write about nature as an observer. Chuck Miller writes as being part of nature. His poems are populated by good people surviving within a society turned artificial. Voices such are Miller's need to be heard.