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E-bok
Engelska, 2015266 kr
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Telephone wires, dark as a line in a schoolboy''s notebook against the dawn; paint flakes from houses drifting down like dust; the hulking shadow of a desk that emerges, stock-still as a cow, in the moment of waking. Join poet Robert Melançon for a quiet celebration of his city, its inhabitants, and the language that gives it life.
From "Eden":
You go forth drunk onthe multitudes, drunkon everything, whilethe lampposts sprinklenodding streets with stars.
Robert Melançon, former poetry columnist for Le Devoir is a recipient of the Governor General''s Award, the Prix Victor-Barbeau, and the Prix Alain-Grandbois.
Häftad, Engelska, 2013
180 kr
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In the 144 poems of For as Far as the Eye Can See, Robert Melancon re-imagines the sonnet as a "rectangle of twelve lines," and poetry as "a monument as fragile as the grass." Impressionistic, seasonal, allusive, in language sharp and clean, this form-driven collection is both a book of hours and a measured meditation on art, nature, and the vagaries of perception. Robert Melancon is one of Quebec's most revered contemporary poets and a two-time winner of the Governor General's Award. A longtime translator of Canadian poet A.M. Klein, Melancon has been the poetry columnist for Le Devoir and the Radio-Canada program En Toutes Lettres; he is also a critic and has been a professor at the University of Montreal. In addition to the Governor General's Award he is a past recipient of the Prix Victor-Barbeau and the Prix Alain-Grandbois.
E-bok
Engelska, 2013186 kr
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"I shall settle for the paradise of what I see … this rectangle of twelve lines … a window."
Häftad, Engelska, 1986
192 kr
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Häftad, Engelska, 2015
180 kr
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Telephone wires, dark as a line in a schoolboy's notebook against the dawn; paint flakes from houses drifting down like dust; the hulking shadow of a desk that emerges, stock-still as a cow, in the moment of waking. Join poet Robert Melancon for a quiet celebration of his city, its inhabitants, and the language that gives it life. From "Eden": You go forth drunk on the multitudes, drunk on everything, while the lampposts sprinkle nodding streets with stars. Robert Melancon, former poetry columnist for Le Devoir is a recipient of the Governor General's Award, the Prix Victor-Barbeau, and the Prix Alain-Grandbois.