Dead One, The Unconscious One, Thundering in Your Ear, Thriving Slumber

Häftad, Engelska, 2026

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Part ecopoetic inventory, part dream vision, The Dead One, The Unconscious One, Thundering in Your Ear, Thriving Slumber is an experimental book-length serial poem on the arboreal.Rewiring nature and language, Jay Gao’s second collection is an inventory for dreaming treely, dispersed across a commons-place of grafting and cruising, racial and queer desires, diasporic entanglements and renewal. These serial poems arrive at the hewn nation of the unthought like an invasive species addled by contemporary contaminants. Alternating between leafy lexical snippets and branching hypermetrical lines, The Dead One, The Unconscious One, Thundering in Your Ear, Thriving Slumber turns sylvestral form and grammar over towards a visionary ecopoetics.

Produktinformation

Utgivningsdatum:2026-08-27
Mått:135 x 216 x undefined mm
Format:Häftad
Språk:Engelska
Antal sidor:98
Förlag:Carcanet Press Ltd
ISBN:9781800175327

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Poesi inom Skönlitteratur
Djurböcker inom Djur och Natur

Mer om författaren

Jay Gao is a poet from Edinburgh, Scotland, living in New York City. His debut poetry collection Imperium (Carcanet, 2022) was a winner of the 2023 Michael Murphy Memorial Prize. He is also the author of five poetry chapbooks and pamphlets. Currently, he reads for Poetry magazine and is a PhD candidate in English and Comparative Literature at Columbia University.

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'How do you read a book that is falling apart in your hands? Jay Gao proposes the sentence as something rotting and churning: a "fungal shimmer." In The Dead One, The Unconscious One, Thundering in Your Ear, Thriving Slumber, mud and flesh are evoked in configurations that illuminate the moment when "earth gives way." Fieldwork, in Gao's second collection, is a mode of dissolution that collapses and distends the boundary between skin and splinter, bark and archive. As Gao writes: "...have you seen enough." There's no question mark. How do you write a book that breaks off, that stops being written, in the middle of a sentence that is also a line?'Bhanu Kapil