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When All the World Is Old

Praise for When All the World Is Old

Library Journal
Red Thought Media

Rain Taxi
San Francisco Book Review
Washington Independent Review of Books
Bling Theory

“If you have ever loved, read this holy book. If you have ever grieved, read this holy book. As an angel traveling between the here-now and the hereafter, John Rybicki is blessed with the sacred knowledge of how immediate we must be against the avalanche of time. As a man, he is blessed with having loved so much and known so much love, and with having found the language to marvel at his terrible good fortune.”
Mark Richard, author of House of Prayer No. 2

“John Rybicki is our great true poet of ecstasy. His poems are soulful, enraptured, euphonic, but they are not without the fevers of grief. In fact at the core of When All the World Is Old is the death of the poet’s beloved wife. It is the restless wrestling with the gravity of loss that makes these praise poems rather than elegies, that gives them more fire than darkness. Even the quietest poems here vibrate intensely. They will make you vibrate.”
Terrance Hayes, author of Lighthead

“There must be an element made of both fire and water, because John Rybicki uses it for ink. These poems sear into the heart—and the burning is a baptism. Rybicki has sung his way into the underworld and come out alive.”
Marie Howe, author of The Kingdom of Ordinary Time

“John Rybicki’s elegies break and mend your heart, then break it again. When All the World Is Old is chockablock with authentic, exuberant poems of delight and adoration and loss. Rybicki’s poems of early widowhood, of poet Julie Moulds’s cancer, are gloriously domestic and profound—the straw hats and the stars, the chemo and the cosmos. His rich and unflinching depictions of grief, along with brief passages from Moulds’s writing, tell a true love story through poems.”
Denise Duhamel, author of Queen for a Day: Selected and New Poems

“John Rybicki ignites the page . . . I have copied out lines from his poems and kept them on my desk for years; I needed them that close by.”
Amy Hempel, author of The Collected Stories