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Joshua Beckman's poems of emotional curiosity invite the reader to a quiet, familiar space.
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Produktdetails
- Verlag: Wave Books
- Seitenzahl: 128
- Erscheinungstermin: 3. September 2013
- Englisch
- Abmessung: 208mm x 135mm x 8mm
- Gewicht: 113g
- ISBN-13: 9781933517759
- ISBN-10: 1933517751
- Artikelnr.: 37260874
- Verlag: Wave Books
- Seitenzahl: 128
- Erscheinungstermin: 3. September 2013
- Englisch
- Abmessung: 208mm x 135mm x 8mm
- Gewicht: 113g
- ISBN-13: 9781933517759
- ISBN-10: 1933517751
- Artikelnr.: 37260874
Joshua Beckman was born in New Haven, Connecticut. He is the author of nine books, including the forthcoming The Inside of an Apple (Wave Books, 2013), Take It, Shake, Your Time Has Come, and two collaborations with Matthew Rohrer: Nice Hat. Thanks. and Adventures While Preaching the Gospel of Beauty. He is an editor at Wave Books and has translated numerous works of poetry and prose, including Micrograms, by Jorge Carrera Andrade, 5 Meters of Poems (Ugly Duckling Presse, 2010) by Carlos Oquendo de Amat and Poker (Ugly Duckling Presse, 2008) by Tomaž Šalamun, which was a finalist for the PEN America Poetry in Translation Award. He is also the recipient of numerous other awards, including a NYFA fellowship and a Pushcart Prize. He lives in Seattle and New York.
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[Stars [I live bark frost scene the inside of an apple Along the river [Quit & Silver streamers dazzling winter [In the air as russet apples [I
m not with my [That being alive [silvered out night [flecks (August 28) [rain stones curved [flowers from [stations formed and made The Plant [Yeah, well [strands of gold [Being of lambkin mind Waste & Use [Being in ways [confident [clappers clapping [moon [reveling of Oregon [light sand [shell plucked [starlings [flower puffs of dust [junk plums [Powder
s [Raise while you can Daisies are calming That
s Not What I
d Do [On 13th street [Early end of year first snow [on a twig [Crackle crackle porch light Sitting on that chair a peg above my head earth stars Park hurt calls How the mountain calmed me down [Not gloss year candles [Ocean which I pushed up full of scarlet God
s cabin
s a jungle [Smiling granite [Couldn
t then see [Not as in some madrigal of trashbird God
s Wicker Basket Furnace The Curtain [living real things [a bit of / combed hair [tablets [I saw hearts in Proust [a hammer flattens [Grey light shadow [caution
s loving [falling terrors of [hot in my frame [Lofted cold falls [Let my still dark soul
