Blizzard of One: Poems
Autor Mark Stranden Limba Engleză Paperback – 31 ian 2000
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Specificații
ISBN-13: 9780375701375
ISBN-10: 0375701370
Pagini: 72
Dimensiuni: 149 x 213 x 6 mm
Greutate: 0.11 kg
Editura: Knopf Publishing Group
ISBN-10: 0375701370
Pagini: 72
Dimensiuni: 149 x 213 x 6 mm
Greutate: 0.11 kg
Editura: Knopf Publishing Group
Notă biografică
Mark Strand is a former Poet Laureate of the United States. He has written eight earlier books of poems, which have brought him many honors and grants, including a MacArthur Fellowship. He is the author of a book of stories, Mr. and Mrs. Baby, several volumes and translations (of works by Rafeal Alberti and Carlos Drummond de Andrade, among others), the editor of a number of anthologies, and author of several monographs on contemporary artists (William Bailey and Edward Hopper). He was born in Summerside, Prince Edward Island, Canada, and was raised and educated in the United States and South America. He teaches currently in the Committee on Social Thought at the University of Chicago.
Extras
"A Piece of the Storm"
From the shadow of domes in the city of domes,
A snowflake, a blizzard of one, weightless, entered your room
And made its way to the arm of the chair where you, looking up
From your book, saw it the moment it landed. That's all
There was to it. No more than a solemn waking
To brevity, to the lifting and falling away of attention, swiftly,
A time between times, a flowerless funeral. No more than that
Except for the feeling that this piece of the storm,
Which turned into nothing before your eyes, would come back,
That someone years hence, sitting as you are now, might say:
"It's time. The air is ready. The sky has an opening."
From the shadow of domes in the city of domes,
A snowflake, a blizzard of one, weightless, entered your room
And made its way to the arm of the chair where you, looking up
From your book, saw it the moment it landed. That's all
There was to it. No more than a solemn waking
To brevity, to the lifting and falling away of attention, swiftly,
A time between times, a flowerless funeral. No more than that
Except for the feeling that this piece of the storm,
Which turned into nothing before your eyes, would come back,
That someone years hence, sitting as you are now, might say:
"It's time. The air is ready. The sky has an opening."
Descriere
Former U.S. Poet Laureate Mark Strand writes poems that weave between abstraction and the detailed particulars of actual experience. Filled with leave taking, his Pulitzer Prize-winning collection is also unexpectedly funny.
Premii
- Boston Book Review Winner, 1999
- Pulitzer Prize Winner, 1999