A Tree Becomes a Room

“J.P. White is a maker of dazzling metaphors and great phrases, constantly tweaking the language to make it new, shifting perspectives that cause readers to do a double-take on the world. He is both sensualist and metaphysician, asking the large questions in tightly controlled sentences, then answering them in lush imagery from human or natural worlds. These are wisdom-poems and fables that seem to come from another world, even as their astonishing imagery and incidents root firmly in this one: “No one now remembers when the sun/last scorched the back of their neck,/or when the tree shadows became the oldest of friends./Can’t find this city?/It could be just over there… beneath the sea grape, banyan and Benjamin fig.”” —Neil Shepard, editor of Plant-Human Quarterly 

“There is a resonant and essential humanity in the poems of A Tree Becomes a Room. J.P. White’s poems give us a factual, first-hand appraisal of the human condition within an original and engaging imagination. A deep embrace of the world is balanced by irony, humor, and a sure sense of craft. Line to line the poems deliver fresh and unique takes on experience that expand our understanding of ourselves. This is an exceptional book.” —Christopher Buckley, editor of Salt