Writing on love and loss, aging and the eternal, family and nature, God and dogs, Keven Bellows somehow manages to be muscular and lyrical, watchful, sly, courageous, wise, and droll. She is a wonder.Anne Lamott
The sheaves of this late harvest are memories, experiences, love, and most of all the faith that has waxed and wained over 82 years.
Raised in privilege in the shadow of alcoholism, I, myself, am an alcoholic, recovered just in time to find a great love, long marriage, children and career.
Difficult and amazing, this path led me to writing poems as I had done in childhood. The return of this gift is a miracle. It has allowed me to reckon with loss, ill health, and the deficits of aging with gratitude and, I hope, grace. — Keven Bellows
The poet reviews the expanse her life—the bounty of youth, the pain of its loss and the loss of her beloved husband. Keven Bellows has produced a collection of self-aware, unguarded and remarkably frank poems.Susan Lummis
“I value this collection immensely. I keep picking it up to read and reread. In the poem, Father, you express hope that you have “left perhaps a small mark on the lives and hearts of others.” You have left a mark on my life and heart”. — DeborahClayton
“Reading your poetry reminds me that I am not alone.” — Sandra Allyn
“I love your writing—so real and touching. You are in my thoughts each time I pick up your book.”
“Late Harvest is a perfect title for those of us who are, hopefully, moving into our own years of productivity, Thanks for showing the way.” — Sally Evans
“Keven, they are marvelous, heartfelt, strong, and true.” — Glenda Ruby