Poetic Obituaries: In many ways, his [Philip Booth's] poetry

had more in common with the boatbuilders, lobstermen and local storytellers, whom he so greatly admired, than with the university professors with whom he earned his living. As he wrote in "Builder":

A stump of a man, Mace works wood:
a pine block first, whittled and shaped
to a model half-hull. "Now you take
the old Annie Gott," he says. He carves
the memory out, pine-chip and spit-
to-windward, lugging full sail, by eye.

from Bangor Daily News: Henry L. Miller: Remembering Philip Booth and his poetry

~~~~~~~~~~~