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Paperback. Condizione: new. Paperback. Anti-nostalgic and mutagenerative, productive of thought-experience even while centered on finalities--the limitations of human purview--these poems make sound and image about image and sound at the auratic edges of individualist glamour, in a country field. Their sensuous wit and emotional availability work against and with their flinty grit. Shipping may be from multiple locations in the US or from the UK, depending on stock availability.
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Aggiungi al carrelloCondizione: New. Über den AutorrnrnBeth Roberts grew up a pastor s kid, mostly in Michigan s Upper Peninsula. For the 30+ years since graduating from the Iowa Writers Workshop she s been living in the Illinois-Iowa Quad Cities, but will return to the U.P. .
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Aggiungi al carrelloTaschenbuch. Condizione: Neu. Neuware - '''On a day fresh as a haircut' writes Beth Roberts, 'I left the family for the field. / I looked hard for the body.' This is a book of setting out, of looking for the body--familial, sexual, spiritual, poetic--from which we were somehow, long ago, severed. These poems inhabit, unflinchingly, the 'invented and inflicted holes' of a consciousness that is by turns grieving, ironic, self-lacerating, celebratory. Roberts' faith in the renovating powers of lyric tradition is as anxious as it is necessary. This book is gorgeous and true.' (Mark Levine)'--.