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The Mansions

Autor Daniel Tobin
en Limba Engleză Paperback – 14 sep 2023
From award-winning poet Daniel Tobin comes The Mansions, an epic trilogy of book-length poems which examines exemplary 20th-Century figures Georges Lemaître, Simone Weil, and Teilhard de Chardin, all at the crossroads of science, history, and religion. Capacious in their philosophical explorations, immaculate in their form, stirring in their alchemy of faith and empiricism, each complete section works both autonomously and as part of the whole, building a house that contains many mansions, simulating the dynamic enormity of creation itself — always already entire and yet unfinished, borderless, infinite. Immersed in a time when cataclysmic geopolitical events coincided with revolutionary scientific progress, The Mansions charts a Dantean journey as it confronts the exigencies and contingencies which define modernity: history, religion, our planet’s fate, and the purpose of humankind. A fractal symphony of voices, Tobin’s tripartite collection represents a staggering literary achievement — a lyric narrative that can hold the totality of the divine and of godlessness, that harmonizes time as change and as eternity, that sees “pendant grapes” as “embodied wine.” Its music is the harvest “cutting free the perfectly nurtured bruise-colored fruit, hour / by hour,” and its wisdom embraces the transience of all things as well as the transfiguration of the self, that everlasting impermanence: “‘I see the landscape as it is when I’m not there.’”
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Specificații

ISBN-13: 9781954245600
ISBN-10: 1954245602
Pagini: 186
Dimensiuni: 152 x 229 x 15 mm
Greutate: 0.32 kg
Editura: FOUR WAY BOOKS
Colecția Four Way Books

Recenzii

“. . . Daniel Tobin’s The Mansions is nothing less than a wonder. In its compendious learning, its consummate artistry, and its spiritual wisdom, this poem inspires genuine awe, and it challenges the reader to think more broadly and more acutely, to feel more profoundly, and to live life more attentively. In these days, as so many of us feel darkness growing all around us, Tobin’s poem may serve us as a guide and lead us to a place where we’re able, riveder le stelle, ‘to see again the stars,’ as Dante does upon emerging from the Inferno.”

—from the preface by Ryan Wilson

Notă biografică

Daniel Tobin is the author of nine books of poems, Where the World Is Made, Double Life, The Narrows, Second Things, Belated Heavens, The Net, From Nothing, and Blood Labors, which the New York Times and Washington Independent Review of Books named one of the Best Poetry Books of the year. He is the author of the critical studies Awake in America, Passage to the Center: Imagination and the Sacred in the Poetry of Seamus Heaney, and On Serious Earth, as well as the editor of The Book of Irish American Poetry from the Eighteenth Century to the Present, Light in Hand: Selected Early Poems of Lola Ridge, Poet’s Work, Poet’s Play: Essays on the Practice and the Arts (with Pimone Triplett), and To the Many: Collected Early Works of Lola Ridge. Among his awards are the “The Discovery/The Nation Award,” The Robert Penn Warren Award, the Robert Frost Fellowship, the Katharine Bakeless Nason Prize, the Massachusetts Book Award in Poetry, the Julia Ward Howe Prize, the Stephen J. Meringoff Award, and fellowships from the National Endowment for the Arts and the John Simon Guggenheim Foundation. He teaches at Emerson College in Boston.

Extras

from Garden

“These designs attributed to God are cuttings made by us, 
chosen from infinite turns, connections that might be made 
by any intelligence, human, non-human, no matter the scale,

throughout space and time...” Let this cutting be morning 
in the Luxembourg Gardens: They have come by streetcar 
across the Seine—son, mother, baby Simone who refuses

to be fed, except by bottle, holes cut in the nipple to let
solid foods pass. Not yet two. Sickly. This baby cannot survive. 
Each day they walk the paths so she breathes the fresher air,

this intricate parterre of flowers and lawn, the central basin 
with its water jet, these balustrades, the marionette theatre— 
like an unbroken symmetry... And people sitting, passing,

as in a painting by Watteau. Is she looking at the toy boats?