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Winter Wheat
© 2005
Art Mampel, beautifully educated at Minnehaha Academy, North Park College and Knox College, left a
rewarding career in (social) engineering, where, at one point he was simultaneously operating twenty-five
different entrepreneurial ventures. Exhausted, he dropped these strenuous activities and slid into the
world of poetry.
Poetry books have since steadily flowed from his skillful pen. Poetry readings are also frequent and
rewarding. In these settings he weaves his own verse in with the poems of the great masters. And Art now
keeps his balance by dabbling in magnetic shoes and old cars. Here is his latest slim volume, replete
with reflections on aging, travel, friendships, with even a swipe at . . . our Commander-in-Chief.
B. Carlson and T. Tredway, co-editors
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Antlers in the Treetops
© 2000
The poems in this book have been selected by the poet from his previous volumes which were fermented
in Hawaii and Seattle over the past several decades. Our poet has also added some fine new poems.
Art Mampel is someone we have known and admired for many years. It is a pleasure for us to help launch
this capstone vessel.
Bruce Carlson & Tom Tredway
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A Loose Nut Behind The Wheel
© 1993
This is the sixth marvelous book of verse by Seattle poet Arthur Mampel. When asked his profession in
the Red Onion (where he spends several hours a day) or on the Vashon ferry, Mampel unhesitantly replies
"a poet." Ditto presumably on his passport. Indeed, then, he is "a poet."
Like Wallace Stevens (an insurance executive) and William Carlos Williams (a pediatrician), Mampel has
the luxury of backing up his craft with an establishment profession — a sinecure in the Protestant
church. Two and one half of his four children are in (in his words) "the professions." His wife is a
supervisory nurse at the University Hospital. From the safety of this promontory, Mampel once again
deftly casts his eye to scan his friends, travels, and wandering interests.
The Editors
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Voyages
© 1988
 Art Mampel uses his rare ear and eye to respond to life and its chances as both poet and pastor. That
is the tradition of Augustine, Herbert and Donne. Birthdays, dogs, old photographs . . . all are
preached and written about with sympathy and insight.
With a certain pleasure Motecurb Publications has consistently offered the public Mampel's work.
Another slim volume – here we go again – a fine cleric cooking soup on a nail.
T. Tredway
B. Carlson
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The Beacon Story
© 1985
"To become aware of the possibility of the search is to be onto something. Not to be onto something
is to be in despair."
Walker Percy
Angels are messengers of God. They can be an invisible presence of holy influence and power. But they
can also be visible and human.
Cliff Larson is of the latter variety. He has taken what is best of our dreams and given to them
substance and content. He combines both the mechanics and poetry of our story at Beacon Avenue.
I share with the Beacon Avenue congregation my admiration and deep respect for this kind, shy, and
innovative man. To his stewardship and selfless example we dedicate our story.
Arthur Mampel
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Snapshots
© 1984
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The Visitors
© 1983
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Silk Over Wood
© 1981
Art Mampel has been writing poems since he was a little boy. His friends now think of him as a poet
and so he is.
Much of his verse is about details of ordinary life — genre painting — such as his
daughter's bicycle accident or a fly in a cabin.
He is also a singularly blessed member of the . . . well . . . church. So there is that warming up
his vision.
But of course his poems speak for themselves. And Mampel has written nothing finer!
B. Carlson
Minneapolis
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Makai and Mauka
© 1977
Occasionally one encounters a sensitivity not too fragile to be shared. Such a one is Art Mampel's.
The poems in this collection were written for a small group of friends, during the years after 1970,
when Art moved from Minnesota to Koloa, Kauai, Hawaii, to be minister of the Koloa Union Church. Whether
he looked Makai (toward the sea) or Mauka ( toward the mountain ), Art wrote of Kauai, and this small
volume is meant to share his impressions with the many who love that island. The drawings are the work
of Chris Tirre, who is also a pastor on Kauai, in the town of Hanapepe, west of Koloa, on the Island of
Kauai.
Bruce Peter Careson
George Reid
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