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Braided River: Salt Modern Poets

Autor Anselm Hollo
en Limba Engleză Paperback – 28 feb 2005 – vârsta de la 13 până la 21 ani
Braided River is a selection from forty years of published poems plus some of my most recent, uncollected work. It describes a lifetime's endeavours to write poems that reflect a thinking and feeling person's twentieth century existence in Europe and America - in love and sorrow, and even, still, some hope for the future of the world at large.
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ISBN-13: 9781844711093
ISBN-10: 1844711099
Pagini: 260
Dimensiuni: 140 x 216 x 15 mm
Greutate: 0.33 kg
Editura: Salt Publishing
Seria Salt Modern Poets

Locul publicării:United Kingdom

Notă biografică

Anselm Hollo was the author of more than thirty books, not including his literary translations. His work has been widely anthologized and translated into Finnish, French, German, Swedish, and Hungarian. He received a NEA Fellowship, two grants from The Fund for Poetry, the Government of Finland's Distinguished Foreign Translator's Award, The San Francisco Poetry Center's Book Award, and The Academy of American Poets' Translation Prize. He taught at Naropa University in Boulder, Colorado. He died in 2013.

Cuprins

& It Is a Song (1965) & I Heard a Man, Telling the Sky Message from the Border Song of the Tusk My Ancestors Blue Dream Movie in Eleven Takes Faces & Forms (1965) Late: the Aspen Hour A New Ballade of Lost Ladies The Mosaic Standard from Ur The Going-On Poem (1966) The Claim (1966) The Man in the Treetop Hat (1968) Requiem for a Princess First Ode for a Very Young Lady A Lion or a Flower (for Mayakovsky, I Thought) And How It Goes The Coherences (1968) Journey The Lights Coming Onin the RoomsStrung OutBack through the Years The Day's Events Dream Rain Dance "All the Way to Morning Town" The One Tumbleweed (1968) The Monster The Wreck Maya (1970) On the Occasion of Becoming an Echo The Walking Catfish In the Long View of Human History Man's Reliance on Fossil Fuels Can Be but a Short Episode The Moving Houses Are Very Movingas They Move Slowly into the Sea Buffalo -- Isle of Wight Power Cable Sensation 27 (1972) Moment Spring Cleaning Greens (1973) In Northernmost Michigan Black Book (1974) Knife in the Water Seized with Unrest, Winging through the Dark Lingering Tangos (1977) On and Off the Road Baltimore -- Ithaca No Complaints (1983) Fool's Paradise Finite Continued (1980) The Terrorist Smiles Hard as Nails Object, Now Outlying Districts (1990) Who Wrote This Pygmy Hut Lighthouse The Dada Letter Near Miss Haiku (1990) Monumentally Self-Deluded An Eek Corvus (1993) Not a Form at All but a State of Mind rue Wilson Monday (2000) 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36 37 38 39 40 41 42 43 44 45 46 47 48 49 50 51 52 53 54 55 56 57 58 59 60 61 62 63 64 65 66 Ralhar (2004) The Long Hiss of Time "So you start out you come across some writing …" "listen / to the long hiss of time …" On Reading Certain Novels "Thirty years later …" "wind gusts changes sky from blue to white …" "see laughing delegates …" From the Sayings of Chairman Ted These Bookshelves a Forest of Poetry Cat Pome Ever Poem Ralhar Mardi Lyckan '"How is it far if you can think of it?" …' "riding the thermals all the time BORING …" "Moving the books was like moving brain cells …" "it is 9 p.m. and you're not up for it …" '"I cannot be making a mistake" hellip;' "walking down oldtime hotel lobby corridor …" "was born coiffed (ne coiffe) …" "brain hovers above keyboard …" "wave motion green as text …" "excellent excellent …" "The Royal Hunt of the Sun just a memory …" "That mouse that mouse …" "The tastemakers will go on …" Satyricon Going Home "puzzled / watching people …" A Double for Jack Collom "a lot of commotion kerplunk and galumph …" "after a third go-around with The Emperor …" "They sit on some of the furniture …" "O to be in Nueva York …" A Bit of Hades (2004) "faintly a brabble all cadence no words …" "down down into the city of the dead …" "can only love you like a sister she says …" "reel along in the murk …" Remembering how Paul Blackburn Made Those Old Troubadours Sound

Recenzii

Anselm Hollo wrote The Empress Hotel Poems (there were six of them), which appeared in Jon Silkin's magazine, Stand, in England, in 1966. I was astounded by them then, for they proposed, for the first time in my experience, that it was possible for an American poetic idiom to be adopted by a European (writing in English). It is impossible for someone under 40 (say) writing poetry in America today to imagine the narrowness of possibility allowed by the literary climate in England at that time. There were some British poets (Tom Raworth and Lee Harwood being the outstanding examples) who had the nous to overcome those severe limits, but for me, and I'm sure for many others, it was Anselm Hollo's work that represented a crucial breakthrough, especially because Stand was a magazine with a relatively large distribution, while Raworth and Harwood were still "underground" poets at that time. What The Empress Hotel Poems illuminated was the simple fact that Kerouac, Ginsberg, O'Hara and company, were not simply icons of a seemingly fabulous culture beyond our reach, but were potential models for the future of a new poetics. -- Doug Lang Washington Review On "Corvus": The bedrock solidness of Anselm Hollo's poems makes as ever a place of refuge and delight in these meager times. Thank God for his humor, else we'd all be dead. -- Robert Creeley On "Corvus": For three decades Anselm Hollo has been an important figure on the intercultural poetry scene. In "Outlying Districts", we see how his original work has been enriched, both technically and in content, by the contact he has had with European poets through his impressive translations. -- James Laughlin And the language -- hip and jazzy, humorous, erudite and seemingly casual, overlays the serious rumblings of a non-complacent mind, always 'very there', wary and alert. Resonating from the onset of the moment, his poems are sharp, concise, politically prescient, and a bit world weary -- as should be expected -- with his awareness of and translations from an international and intercultural world of writing. Although he has made the United States his home since 1966, he still retains the valuable ability to see 'America' from the outside. Yet he knows that "beauty knows no ideologically correct routines." -- Joanne Kyger San Francisco Poetry Center Prize