a more perfect Union: The Journal Charles B. Wheeler Poetry Prize
Autor Teri Ellen Cross Davisen Limba Engleză Paperback – 10 feb 2021
In the tender, sensual, and bracing poems of a more perfect Union, Teri Ellen Cross Davis reclaims the experience of living and mothering while Black in contemporary America, centering Black women’s pleasure by wresting it away from the relentless commodification of the White gaze. Cross Davis deploys stunning emotional range to uplift the mundane, interrogate the status quo, and ultimately create her own goddesses. Parenting, lust, household chores—all are fair game for Cross Davis’s gimlet eye. Whether honoring her grief for Prince’s passing while examining his role in midwifing her sexual awakening or contemplating travel and the gamble of being Black across this wide world, these poems tirelessly seek a path out of the labyrinth to hope.
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Specificații
ISBN-13: 9780814257784
ISBN-10: 081425778X
Pagini: 74
Dimensiuni: 140 x 216 x 8 mm
Greutate: 0.11 kg
Ediția:1
Editura: Ohio State University Press
Colecția Mad Creek Books
Seria The Journal Charles B. Wheeler Poetry Prize
ISBN-10: 081425778X
Pagini: 74
Dimensiuni: 140 x 216 x 8 mm
Greutate: 0.11 kg
Ediția:1
Editura: Ohio State University Press
Colecția Mad Creek Books
Seria The Journal Charles B. Wheeler Poetry Prize
Recenzii
“‘I have become an ordering of the unpredictable,’ Teri Ellen Cross Davis writes in the poem ‘The Goddess of Blood,’ and she could be describing her own work: unpredictable in the best sense, ordering chaos as the best poetry must do. This is an important collection, full of anger and tenderness and a sure command of language.” —Linda Pastan
“Teri Ellen Cross Davis has written us a blood-oath ode to Black motherhood, to Love’s primal ecstasy, to the R&B royalty of Prince, all prismed through a seasoned awareness that is international in scope and homegirl-homegrown in its vernacular and dizzying heat. A more perfect Union is an urgent outcry, a galactic guitar riff of blues that echoes in the turmoiled space between America’s promise and the place where fear is always / a whip, or White lady / calling 911.” —Tyehimba Jess
“a more perfect Union is nothing short of a collection that will move us as much as it will make us laugh, cry, and rethink how we interact with the world. Hold onto this book. It will no doubt teach us how to live better than we did before.” —Lucy Zhang, Quarterly West
“These poems are hopeful, yes, and also smart and honest. They are as purple as a funky lyric or a keloidal scar. You’ll find resilience and resistance and rough sweet magic in these poems by Teri Ellen Cross Davis. You’ll find the truth.” —Camille T. Dungy, author of Trophic Cascade
“Teri Ellen Cross Davis has written us a blood-oath ode to Black motherhood, to Love’s primal ecstasy, to the R&B royalty of Prince, all prismed through a seasoned awareness that is international in scope and homegirl-homegrown in its vernacular and dizzying heat. A more perfect Union is an urgent outcry, a galactic guitar riff of blues that echoes in the turmoiled space between America’s promise and the place where fear is always / a whip, or White lady / calling 911.” —Tyehimba Jess
“a more perfect Union is nothing short of a collection that will move us as much as it will make us laugh, cry, and rethink how we interact with the world. Hold onto this book. It will no doubt teach us how to live better than we did before.” —Lucy Zhang, Quarterly West
“These poems are hopeful, yes, and also smart and honest. They are as purple as a funky lyric or a keloidal scar. You’ll find resilience and resistance and rough sweet magic in these poems by Teri Ellen Cross Davis. You’ll find the truth.” —Camille T. Dungy, author of Trophic Cascade
Notă biografică
Teri Ellen Cross Davis is the author of Haint: poems, winner of the 2017 Ohioana Book Award for Poetry. She is a Cave Canem Fellow and works as the Poetry Coordinator for the Folger Shakespeare Library in Washington, DC.
Extras
The Goddess of Scars
I mark you with melanin.
A crosshatch of collagen—
better the scar than the loss
of limb, better the clean line,
raised itch, festering wound
beckoning death.
My apostles: my keloids,
my atrophic, my contractures,
my hypertrophic response—
each a love I bear to the
mammal of you, the ruptured
vessel, the broken-in dermis.
Consider my evolution
a song to survival. Consider
cells my priests, their work
a ladder of prayer, each
stitch an epistle. I grieve
to see you separate from
your self. My atonement
is a bridge to build you back
together—while you can never
be born again, you can recover.
Each time I sign you, witness
the parable of action and
consequence. I do not think
you show enough reverence.
You were never meant
to be a smooth canvas
but a texture, a testament.
I bless you with a story
and each and every time
you live to tell the tale.
I mark you with melanin.
A crosshatch of collagen—
better the scar than the loss
of limb, better the clean line,
raised itch, festering wound
beckoning death.
My apostles: my keloids,
my atrophic, my contractures,
my hypertrophic response—
each a love I bear to the
mammal of you, the ruptured
vessel, the broken-in dermis.
Consider my evolution
a song to survival. Consider
cells my priests, their work
a ladder of prayer, each
stitch an epistle. I grieve
to see you separate from
your self. My atonement
is a bridge to build you back
together—while you can never
be born again, you can recover.
Each time I sign you, witness
the parable of action and
consequence. I do not think
you show enough reverence.
You were never meant
to be a smooth canvas
but a texture, a testament.
I bless you with a story
and each and every time
you live to tell the tale.
Cuprins
Contents
Part I
The Goddess of Blood
Blackberries
A Black Woman Gets a Window Seat on Aer Lingus
The Goddess of Scars
Bad Girls Album Cover
White Barbie
3939 Strandhill Road, Cleveland, Ohio
The Goddess of Parenting
Co-sleeping
Baby Girl
Don’t Act Like A
Keep
Knowledge of the Brown Body
Knuckle Head
Part II
The Goddess of Interracial Dating
Prince Album Cover
Houses of the Holy Led Zeppelin Album Cover
A Black Woman Learns Ireland’s History by Bus
The First Gospel of Prince
Vous êtes ici
The Second Gospel of Prince
The Goddess of Lust
Her 21st Summer
The Third Gospel of Prince
The Goddess of Idolatry
Love Letter
“Don’t Disturb This Groove”
Ode to Orgasms
Slow Drag
Escape Ladder
Part III
The Goddess of Anger
Lola Visits the Underworld
Back-up (An Ode to Weathering)
When I Am the Only One in the Room
The Goddess of Cleaning
Partus sequitur ventrem
The Account of Katie Mae
The Goddess of the South
Thank You Jesus
Crescendo
This Poem Suggests Revolution
a more perfect Union
Part I
The Goddess of Blood
Blackberries
A Black Woman Gets a Window Seat on Aer Lingus
The Goddess of Scars
Bad Girls Album Cover
White Barbie
3939 Strandhill Road, Cleveland, Ohio
The Goddess of Parenting
Co-sleeping
Baby Girl
Don’t Act Like A
Keep
Knowledge of the Brown Body
Knuckle Head
Part II
The Goddess of Interracial Dating
Prince Album Cover
Houses of the Holy Led Zeppelin Album Cover
A Black Woman Learns Ireland’s History by Bus
The First Gospel of Prince
Vous êtes ici
The Second Gospel of Prince
The Goddess of Lust
Her 21st Summer
The Third Gospel of Prince
The Goddess of Idolatry
Love Letter
“Don’t Disturb This Groove”
Ode to Orgasms
Slow Drag
Escape Ladder
Part III
The Goddess of Anger
Lola Visits the Underworld
Back-up (An Ode to Weathering)
When I Am the Only One in the Room
The Goddess of Cleaning
Partus sequitur ventrem
The Account of Katie Mae
The Goddess of the South
Thank You Jesus
Crescendo
This Poem Suggests Revolution
a more perfect Union
Descriere
Poems at once angry and tender explore motherhood, race, sexuality, and a Black woman’s complicated relationship with her country.