In the Bee Latitudes

Av‘Annah Sobelman

Häftad, Engelska, 2012

Del 35 i serien New California Poetry

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Beskrivning

"In the Bee Latitudes", Annah Sobelman's second book, traverses and choreographs the places of passion where visible and invisible touch. With extraordinary ability to imagine her way far into an experience, making new moves in the English language at each and every point, Sobelman enlists many voices, questions, and bodies (mostly in Taos and Florence) that press toward Emersonian nature. In vibrant, malleable, and layered syntax, these poems break conventions of lineation and punctuation, each utterance at the frontier of the articulate, yet necessarily pitched toward the insistently visceral.

Produktinformation

Utgivningsdatum:2012-04-30
Mått:152 x 203 x 10 mm
Vikt:181 g
Format:Häftad
Språk:Engelska
Serie:New California Poetry
Antal sidor:104
Förlag:University of California Press
ISBN:9780520273061

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Mer om författaren

The author of The Tulip Sacrament, 'Annah Sobelman is a poet who has recently returned from living in Florence, Italy, to her home in America.

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"The second collection of poems-risky and rife with grammatical intensity and simultaneously grounded in the experience of being a woman in the world-marked by a beauty of language and emotion." Publishers Weekly

Innehållsförteckning

Proem Structure -- Masolino ' s Eve -- The Female Snake I The Ghosts Are Different From the Love of Some Brains In the Bee Latitudes The Untitled The Mess Midnight Address from the President Violence of Feathers Ode to the Surfacing If A Commandment Dandelions for the Threnody After Awhile Summer; -- Fatigue; -- A Direction , Up; -- and A Spreading Out Unlawed II ( notes from inside a dark forest ) for whomever whispers delay is nevertheless a persona of there you go forest nightingale makes more Quick Draft fresh to make oh pilgrim see , it ' s the no horizon III I Felt a Fierce Unfreedom The Concept Death Was Walking Around This Pill Sentence Structure It Has Been Given Me To Understand Bats No Unconceiving Cave And I Do Desire Your Looking Back It is Very Sculptural to Wake Up The Be Thou Gaia Pastoral Air Not On Its Own Quick Draft 2 A Physics of Desire In the Bee Latitudes 2 Curved Over the River GBP 8 the haloes on the Barbizon night lanterns Concerning the Ode to a Focus Then a Free Fall Acknowledgments Notes