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An electric new collection, built from the rubble and strangeness of daily life.
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Produktdetails
- Verlag: Wave Books
- Seitenzahl: 144
- Erscheinungstermin: 1. Oktober 2013
- Englisch
- Abmessung: 228mm x 139mm x 12mm
- Gewicht: 232g
- ISBN-13: 9781933517742
- ISBN-10: 1933517743
- Artikelnr.: 37515607
- Libri GmbH
- Europaallee 1
- 36244 Bad Hersfeld
- 06621 890
- Verlag: Wave Books
- Seitenzahl: 144
- Erscheinungstermin: 1. Oktober 2013
- Englisch
- Abmessung: 228mm x 139mm x 12mm
- Gewicht: 232g
- ISBN-13: 9781933517742
- ISBN-10: 1933517743
- Artikelnr.: 37515607
- Libri GmbH
- Europaallee 1
- 36244 Bad Hersfeld
- 06621 890
Noelle Kocot is the author of five collections of poetry, most recently, The Bigger World (Wave Books, 2011), and a book of translations of poems by Tristan Corbière, Poet by Default (Wave Books, 2011). Her previous works include the discography Damon's Room (Wave Books Pamphlet Series, 2010), Sunny Wednesday (Wave Books, 2009) and Poem for the End of Time and Other Poems (Wave Books, 2006). She is also the author of 4 and The Raving Fortune (both from Four Way Books). Her poems were included in the Best American Poetry anthologies for 2001, 2012, and 2013, as well as in the Norton Anthology of Postmodern American Poetry edited by Paul Hoover. She is the recipient of awards from the National Endowment for the Arts, the Academy of American Poets, The Fund for Poetry and the American Poetry Review, as well as a residency fellowship from Lannan Foundation. She currently lives in New Jersey.
CONTENTS I Talk The Storm April in New Jersey Spirit Abode Wake Up New Moon Eclipse Night Arboreal Mortotropism The 4th Day After Quitting Cigarettes -Ied Notice Ligeti On the Debut of Oliver Messiaen
s Quartet for the End of Time E.S.T. Here There is Peace Poem for New Jersey 3/11/10 Joy Addict To NY, 3/8/10 How I Know I Am Not Really Living You Know Who You Are New Jersey Song Walking by Hope Street Dealing with the Incandescent Nude Ants Mosquito To Go Home S.A.D. Dream of NYC After the Feeding Seagulls Poets are Feral Beasts Home Poem II There it stood, naked and ashamed Whether it says, yoüre sick, go to the doctor It doesn
t laugh enough It liked looking at pictures of cats It liked reality almost as much as it liked the imagination It filed away its disasters and threw away the key It drove to a far away place where there was no water It is going on a long journey without socks It found itself in a cloud of gnats III Present The Super-Meadow Pool Sonnet Ballerinas The Warning The Duck Uncircumscribed Housewarming Reverence is Ours As Blossoms Fall Circular The Earth Without Ourselves Some Time Formalism on A Sunday Afternoon Ontology Kissed Oeuvre The Genesis Bonehouse IV Those Nights Walking Home Alone I Was a Child Once Letters I Love You Honey, I
m Home The Rest is Assured in the Brightness March Scene Map of Metuchen, NJ Anniversary Quartet for Humanity Arrow You Are a Vessel in This Poem, I Am a Vessel, Too On Self-Centerdness Three Afflictions Poem for My Stepfather 9.10.08 Written on Our 18th Wedding Anniversary There Will Be No Sign The Poem For My Parents on Their Wedding Anniversary At The Museum of Life Sciences Corazon To a Critic This is Your Life The Machine Trees The Middle of March 6 1/2 Years Trying to Understand Love Ends Here The Hungry Ghosts of Flatbush Avenue Chaos is Infinite Beyond Wires The Blue The Process For Soren This is The Day
CONTENTS I Talk The Storm April in New Jersey Spirit Abode Wake Up New Moon Eclipse Night Arboreal Mortotropism The 4th Day After Quitting Cigarettes -Ied Notice Ligeti On the Debut of Oliver Messiaen
s Quartet for the End of Time E.S.T. Here There is Peace Poem for New Jersey 3/11/10 Joy Addict To NY, 3/8/10 How I Know I Am Not Really Living You Know Who You Are New Jersey Song Walking by Hope Street Dealing with the Incandescent Nude Ants Mosquito To Go Home S.A.D. Dream of NYC After the Feeding Seagulls Poets are Feral Beasts Home Poem II There it stood, naked and ashamed Whether it says, yoüre sick, go to the doctor It doesn
t laugh enough It liked looking at pictures of cats It liked reality almost as much as it liked the imagination It filed away its disasters and threw away the key It drove to a far away place where there was no water It is going on a long journey without socks It found itself in a cloud of gnats III Present The Super-Meadow Pool Sonnet Ballerinas The Warning The Duck Uncircumscribed Housewarming Reverence is Ours As Blossoms Fall Circular The Earth Without Ourselves Some Time Formalism on A Sunday Afternoon Ontology Kissed Oeuvre The Genesis Bonehouse IV Those Nights Walking Home Alone I Was a Child Once Letters I Love You Honey, I
m Home The Rest is Assured in the Brightness March Scene Map of Metuchen, NJ Anniversary Quartet for Humanity Arrow You Are a Vessel in This Poem, I Am a Vessel, Too On Self-Centerdness Three Afflictions Poem for My Stepfather 9.10.08 Written on Our 18th Wedding Anniversary There Will Be No Sign The Poem For My Parents on Their Wedding Anniversary At The Museum of Life Sciences Corazon To a Critic This is Your Life The Machine Trees The Middle of March 6 1/2 Years Trying to Understand Love Ends Here The Hungry Ghosts of Flatbush Avenue Chaos is Infinite Beyond Wires The Blue The Process For Soren This is The Day
