Tour of the Breath Gallery: Poems: Walt McDonald First-Book Series
Autor Sarah P. Strong Introducere de Robert A. Finken Limba Engleză Hardback – 15 mai 2013 – vârsta ani
In her first volume of poetry, novelist Sarah Strong celebrates silence and what can be learned when we wait and listen. In this stillness, she shows us, we may hear answers to questions we have learned not to ask. Exploring how our subtlest gestures speak our most passionate concerns, she maps the intricacies of body—the fingers of a hand, the work of breathing—with the same dexterity she investigates what inspires a mother to demolish a kitchen wall or a lover to change genders. Strong also examines spiritual experience—in Buddhist practice, in re-imagined biblical narratives, and in the details of daily life. Formally alert and often funny, Tour of the Breath Gallery relies on the music of everyday speech as it charts the interplay of the domestic and the sublime with a wise and generous grace.
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Specificații
ISBN-13: 9780896727946
ISBN-10: 0896727947
Pagini: 88
Dimensiuni: 229 x 140 x 18 mm
Greutate: 0.27 kg
Ediția:1
Editura: Texas Tech University Press
Colecția Texas Tech University Press
Seria Walt McDonald First-Book Series
ISBN-10: 0896727947
Pagini: 88
Dimensiuni: 229 x 140 x 18 mm
Greutate: 0.27 kg
Ediția:1
Editura: Texas Tech University Press
Colecția Texas Tech University Press
Seria Walt McDonald First-Book Series
Recenzii
The world is so loud. Everyone, it seems, is brandishing a headline--perceived suffering at the hands of others, our powerless, righteous (and not so righteous) indignation shouting down all voices, including our own. Who can hear amidst such a cacophony? Who can translate this babel of voices? In “Counterpoint,” the envoi poem to Tour of the Breath Gallery, Sarah Pemberton Strong wishes she could “praise God / as Bach did, his body of sound / rising like light over hills,” but because “it’s so late,” she praises “by pausing for the details / of duller things: a space / of silence.” –Robert A. Fink, from the Introduction
Notă biografică
Sarah Pemberton Strong is the author of two novels, Burning the Sea and The Fainting Room. Her poems have appeared in Mississippi Review, RATTLE, The Southern Review, Southwest Review, and other journals. A poetry editor for New Haven Review, she lives near New Haven, Connecticut, with her spouse and daughter. Licensed as a master plumber, she is also a one-person plumbing company.
Extras
"Basement"
This is where it all arrives, stacked
like baggage at its final destination.
With the weight of the claimed:
those so expensive
boots that never fit right, the set
of socket wrenches that were free
with a checking account.
Everything down here is yours:
the mildewed boxes labeled Christmas Cards,
the wedding dress saved in a body bag.
That can of paint you descended
these badly lit stairs to retrieve
is hidden behind that tent there, its stakes
and poles long gone, duffled beneath
the battered kitchen table at which you
and your father watched Nixon resign.
And there beside the furnace
is your broken-zippered luggage,
which someday you might even drag
to the curb, abandoning it though it bears
what used to be your address, on tags attached
to handles whose leather
is worn out from being carried.
This is where it all arrives, stacked
like baggage at its final destination.
With the weight of the claimed:
those so expensive
boots that never fit right, the set
of socket wrenches that were free
with a checking account.
Everything down here is yours:
the mildewed boxes labeled Christmas Cards,
the wedding dress saved in a body bag.
That can of paint you descended
these badly lit stairs to retrieve
is hidden behind that tent there, its stakes
and poles long gone, duffled beneath
the battered kitchen table at which you
and your father watched Nixon resign.
And there beside the furnace
is your broken-zippered luggage,
which someday you might even drag
to the curb, abandoning it though it bears
what used to be your address, on tags attached
to handles whose leather
is worn out from being carried.
Descriere
2013 Winner of the Walt McDonald First-Book Competition in Poetry