"Mark Turpin’s marvelous poems about people at work make a
contribution to American literature: they have a tender, grave
moral awareness like Thomas Hardy’s, with a lyrical wit and
invention grounded in observation like Elizabeth Bishop’s.  I love
reading and re-reading these poems.  They refresh and enlarge my
idea of poetry."      

"Mark Turpin is a poet of unusual gifts. His work is as likely to
recall Thomas Hardy as William Carlos Williams. He has the best
kind of technical mastery, the kind that enables him to be direct. I
find that his poems can make me gasp at their accuracy, yet he
never seems to be trying to impress or merely dazzle. Mark Turpin's
poems often take the craft of carpentry, his profession, as their
narrative locale; but this is like saying that George Herbert often
writes about a church. Turpin is a meditative and social poet whose
real subject is the connection between one person and another—
sometimes, between one person and all others. His material is not
local color, but the universal, and the building trades are presented
not as exotic but for their likeness to the rest of life."

—Robert Pinsky

"Physical particularity, flawless writing, great muted tones, subtle
relation to the self—I love these aesthetics of Mark Turpin's poems,
as well as their fresh, clean worldliness. This work is so
fundamentally substantial and pleasurable that it feels, to me, like
an anthem."

—Tony Hoagland

Mark Turpin’s is poetry in which language has the force of thing
and action.  But more, he is interested in what goes on inside the
heads of his subjects, mason, carpenter, soldier, or himself.  Thus it
is both speculative in texture and direction, with a wonderful
tautness and intensity.

--Thom Gunn

"Mark Turpin hammers words to the page with a journeyman's
sure hand. Read poems like "Downslope" and "Jobsite Wind,"
introduce yourself to the sturdy characters that emerge in poems
like "Pickwork" and "Dan Fargo & Sons." These well-wrought
poems praise the "spiritual condition" of labor, the thousand nails
that hold together "The World of Things."

—Dorianne Laux