In this mesmerizing collection, W. B. Keckler crafts an expansive travelogue of the human spirit that moves thoughtfully through multiple ages, cultures, and beings. Each brief poem explores in depth, through pensive, evocative images, aspects of the human condition and their place within the rich continuum of animal existence. Keckler presents these poems in a fugal form, uniting the individual works in what the poet describes as a "holistic formalism" that reveals the poems' powerful collective meaning. Lives and afterlives are explored with equal care as Keckler attempts to restore the…mehr
In this mesmerizing collection, W. B. Keckler crafts an expansive travelogue of the human spirit that moves thoughtfully through multiple ages, cultures, and beings. Each brief poem explores in depth, through pensive, evocative images, aspects of the human condition and their place within the rich continuum of animal existence. Keckler presents these poems in a fugal form, uniting the individual works in what the poet describes as a "holistic formalism" that reveals the poems' powerful collective meaning. Lives and afterlives are explored with equal care as Keckler attempts to restore the concept of "spirit" in a modern world often overwhelmed by materialistic priorities.Hinweis: Dieser Artikel kann nur an eine deutsche Lieferadresse ausgeliefert werden.
Sanskrit of the BodySanskrit Of The Body "A small boy amuses himself" "A rose over mica-flecked sand nods" "This way her galaxy of mind shuts off" "The rairoad tracks recede in a pale blue" "The pigeons fake an Annunciation in this shadow" "She talks to herself all night" "Which are the stories you keep" "How old is this darkness anyway?" "Plant ghosts signal fractally to us" "Now you walk the floors of public institutions" "Drunken boaters who land there all summer" "When your spine's magnesium finally ignites" "I wrestle with many problems, lately" "There stands a column of salt in desert" "Crickets outside tonight speak to stars" "Mourning doves purr in a slant of morning dark" "It is an odd joy to read writing predating" "The privacy of a penitentiary that shadows" "They have adapted cold electricity" "Sorrow is revealed here in the spectral energy" A Whale's Fin, An Ibis Wing, A Leaf "And then you divide again, as water" "All of this happened with a nebulous sense of space" "It is because of this, a candle's flickering" "Our differing voice patterns and weights" "Sun left floaters, spangled fire" "Spun-out obsidian wires vex a city" "The lover, he is beginning to build a bridge" "Another false start, the way mosaics" "The distance between the rails of a railroad" "I think my answer to the soul is the epidermis" "All afternoon and blue evening" "Why worry about distinctions when the train" "Ants kept coming out of the tap marked "C" "And then she thought, yes, life consists only of that" "She woke up with the idea of an owl" "Because you want a body's shadow on this white paper" "A familiar voice may be parsed to infinite particles" "I have fallen, but do not help me" "You come to agree with the fish imagery" The Spider Carries Nothing But Hunger The Hand The Library A Poem I Later Realized is about Arshile Gorky Naturopathy Altered Bronk Morning Rain Ticking Just Watching As Variant In Beginning Theater in the New World Seams 2:29 A.M. You Were Thinking How The Gods American Nocturne "A kinetic sculpture is mounted" "A tiny mechanical biplane circles a planet" "Inside, it feels as though every room" "Parrots in her yellow window" "A moth splays against an apartment window" "Someone shoves a little boat into the winter river" "A hand goes deeper inside the nude" "Sugar spills on a Ouija board" After "A Wedding"
Sanskrit of the BodySanskrit Of The Body "A small boy amuses himself" "A rose over mica-flecked sand nods" "This way her galaxy of mind shuts off" "The rairoad tracks recede in a pale blue" "The pigeons fake an Annunciation in this shadow" "She talks to herself all night" "Which are the stories you keep" "How old is this darkness anyway?" "Plant ghosts signal fractally to us" "Now you walk the floors of public institutions" "Drunken boaters who land there all summer" "When your spine's magnesium finally ignites" "I wrestle with many problems, lately" "There stands a column of salt in desert" "Crickets outside tonight speak to stars" "Mourning doves purr in a slant of morning dark" "It is an odd joy to read writing predating" "The privacy of a penitentiary that shadows" "They have adapted cold electricity" "Sorrow is revealed here in the spectral energy" A Whale's Fin, An Ibis Wing, A Leaf "And then you divide again, as water" "All of this happened with a nebulous sense of space" "It is because of this, a candle's flickering" "Our differing voice patterns and weights" "Sun left floaters, spangled fire" "Spun-out obsidian wires vex a city" "The lover, he is beginning to build a bridge" "Another false start, the way mosaics" "The distance between the rails of a railroad" "I think my answer to the soul is the epidermis" "All afternoon and blue evening" "Why worry about distinctions when the train" "Ants kept coming out of the tap marked "C" "And then she thought, yes, life consists only of that" "She woke up with the idea of an owl" "Because you want a body's shadow on this white paper" "A familiar voice may be parsed to infinite particles" "I have fallen, but do not help me" "You come to agree with the fish imagery" The Spider Carries Nothing But Hunger The Hand The Library A Poem I Later Realized is about Arshile Gorky Naturopathy Altered Bronk Morning Rain Ticking Just Watching As Variant In Beginning Theater in the New World Seams 2:29 A.M. You Were Thinking How The Gods American Nocturne "A kinetic sculpture is mounted" "A tiny mechanical biplane circles a planet" "Inside, it feels as though every room" "Parrots in her yellow window" "A moth splays against an apartment window" "Someone shoves a little boat into the winter river" "A hand goes deeper inside the nude" "Sugar spills on a Ouija board" After "A Wedding"
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