Climbing a Burning Rope: Poems: Pitt Poetry Series
Autor John Paul Davisen Limba Engleză Paperback – 9 ian 2024
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Specificații
ISBN-13: 9780822967224
ISBN-10: 0822967227
Pagini: 72
Dimensiuni: 152 x 229 x 10 mm
Greutate: 0.17 kg
Editura: University of Pittsburgh Press
Colecția University of Pittsburgh Press
Seria Pitt Poetry Series
ISBN-10: 0822967227
Pagini: 72
Dimensiuni: 152 x 229 x 10 mm
Greutate: 0.17 kg
Editura: University of Pittsburgh Press
Colecția University of Pittsburgh Press
Seria Pitt Poetry Series
Recenzii
"Every poem in this fine collection—each in its own way—it leaves us with a mysterious awakening, a feeling of being within."
—Valparaiso Poetry Review
"John Paul Davis gives voice to his spiritual dilemmas, his alarm about the state of our planet, and to the predicaments of his own quotidian workday routines, all major themes of this darkly comic, wise and wonderful collection of poems."
—London Grip
“Childhood sorrows, fruitless faith, and family’s failings create in the poet a need to balance the off-balance world with poems of forgiveness and love. Little things take on meaning: shelving books in the library, bagging groceries, even clapping, ‘especially if we are the only ones applauding.’ In Climbing a Burning Rope, redeeming acts of intimacy are more than consoling, they are seen and celebrated as holy gestures. As John Paul Davis writes of the human embrace, ‘When I lay my cheek on your clavicle / you put the little rabbit of your hand / inside my shirt over my sacrum / in our theology this choreography / is the same exact thing as praying.’”
—Richard Jones, author of Stranger on Earth
“John Paul Davis carries strange things in his pockets, some smuggled out of the wreckage of a religious childhood, others he will let loose among the screens and Post-it notes of the workplace: rabbits and horses and ancient deities and laid-off colleagues. There are poems here that testify to the irruptions of the holy into the mundane, poems that testify to the gap between belief and truth, poems that made me laugh, poems about how love and beauty remain undeniable in spite of the warming seas and the system’s lies.”
—Dougald Hine, cofounder of the Dark Mountain Project and author of At Work in the Ruins
“As he hunts for the gems of tender humor and humanity buried in the drudgery of our American work lives, John Paul Davis warns us, ‘In the coming utopia, there will be even more paperwork.’ Is singing the remedy to corporate work? Is marriage secretly the most thrilling ride at the fair? These are some questions I wrote down while reading. Through poems that made my face hurt from grinning, Davis reminds us—with music and sweetness and aching—that the real work of our lives, in unequivocal terms, is always love.”
—Caits Meissner, editor of The Sentences That Create Us
“Set in a world of quarterly growth targets, global warming, mergers and acquisitions, and neurotoxins, Climbing a Burning Rope is a delightful exercise in humanizing the drudgery. John Paul Davis centers the worker in imaginative, engaging poems that defy both late-stage capitalism and a faith imposed in childhood. This is a timely collection that makes a heartwarming case for love, for community, and for more poems about key performance indicators.”
—Eugenia Leigh, author of Bianca
—Valparaiso Poetry Review
"John Paul Davis gives voice to his spiritual dilemmas, his alarm about the state of our planet, and to the predicaments of his own quotidian workday routines, all major themes of this darkly comic, wise and wonderful collection of poems."
—London Grip
“Childhood sorrows, fruitless faith, and family’s failings create in the poet a need to balance the off-balance world with poems of forgiveness and love. Little things take on meaning: shelving books in the library, bagging groceries, even clapping, ‘especially if we are the only ones applauding.’ In Climbing a Burning Rope, redeeming acts of intimacy are more than consoling, they are seen and celebrated as holy gestures. As John Paul Davis writes of the human embrace, ‘When I lay my cheek on your clavicle / you put the little rabbit of your hand / inside my shirt over my sacrum / in our theology this choreography / is the same exact thing as praying.’”
—Richard Jones, author of Stranger on Earth
“John Paul Davis carries strange things in his pockets, some smuggled out of the wreckage of a religious childhood, others he will let loose among the screens and Post-it notes of the workplace: rabbits and horses and ancient deities and laid-off colleagues. There are poems here that testify to the irruptions of the holy into the mundane, poems that testify to the gap between belief and truth, poems that made me laugh, poems about how love and beauty remain undeniable in spite of the warming seas and the system’s lies.”
—Dougald Hine, cofounder of the Dark Mountain Project and author of At Work in the Ruins
“As he hunts for the gems of tender humor and humanity buried in the drudgery of our American work lives, John Paul Davis warns us, ‘In the coming utopia, there will be even more paperwork.’ Is singing the remedy to corporate work? Is marriage secretly the most thrilling ride at the fair? These are some questions I wrote down while reading. Through poems that made my face hurt from grinning, Davis reminds us—with music and sweetness and aching—that the real work of our lives, in unequivocal terms, is always love.”
—Caits Meissner, editor of The Sentences That Create Us
“Set in a world of quarterly growth targets, global warming, mergers and acquisitions, and neurotoxins, Climbing a Burning Rope is a delightful exercise in humanizing the drudgery. John Paul Davis centers the worker in imaginative, engaging poems that defy both late-stage capitalism and a faith imposed in childhood. This is a timely collection that makes a heartwarming case for love, for community, and for more poems about key performance indicators.”
—Eugenia Leigh, author of Bianca
Notă biografică
John Paul Davis is the author of Crown Prince of Rabbits, and his poems have appeared in RATTLE, Bennington Review, Maine Review, MUZZLE, The Journal, and many others. His writing is informed by the many odd jobs he has held, including bike messenger, line cook, warehouse manager, roller-rink deejay, college professor, stablehand, paperboy, soundman, and bookseller, among others. He now works as a web developer and lives in New York City.
Extras
EXCERPT FROM “ZUGZWANG”
We have to build wealth
you replied & I have nothing against money
except what worries me
about the world we live in, how every dollar
is traceable to slavery,
the disintegrating glaciers,
murders by police,
the Great Pacific Garbage Patch,
mass extinctions
& I imagine us scrambling
up a burning rope
trying to keep above the fire.
We can't let go
& we can't climb forever
We have to build wealth
you replied & I have nothing against money
except what worries me
about the world we live in, how every dollar
is traceable to slavery,
the disintegrating glaciers,
murders by police,
the Great Pacific Garbage Patch,
mass extinctions
& I imagine us scrambling
up a burning rope
trying to keep above the fire.
We can't let go
& we can't climb forever