Зарубежные стихи
Различные книги в жанре Зарубежные стихиThe Contemptuary
Monasteries and gaols: David Foster reflects that during the course of his life the monasteries have emptied while the gaols are doing nicely. Set in Goulburn and its surrounds, where Foster resides, <b><i>The Contemptuary</i></b> is a lament for a dying faith, a commentary on prison life and, perhaps unexpectedly from Foster in this, his sixteenth novel, an unputdownable whodunnit.<br /> <br /><i>'Attempt to characterise Foster's writing and eventually one will run out of adjectives. There is simply no one remotely like him in contemporary Australian fiction. He is so far ahead of everyone else that it's not funny.'</i> – Australian Book Review
Whelmed
This collection plays with words with prefixes/suffixes that don't really exist without them, like 'whelmed.' It with dictionaries, cedes word histories, positions adjectives and juxtaposes noun kernels. Whelmed is a lively, roguish address to the reader, advancing the contrast between short poems and encyclopedic concordance. Much like Harryette Mullen’s Sleeping with the Dictionary (Univ. of California Press, 5800 copies sold), it pursues a subjective abecedarian, gleefully pursuing word games and taking pleasure in linguistic play, while remaining keenly aware of the social politics imbedded (and revealed) within formal language and its vernacular sequels.The tone is playful, blending disjunctive poetry and feminist writingThe form of the poems is short and quick inviting casual browsing and at the same time deep engagement, all at the reader’s whim.
Magyarázni
Magyarázni (pronounced MAUDE-yar-az-knee) is an attempt to ‘teach’ the reader Hungarian, and is constructed as an abecedarian, with a pronunciation guide at the beginning, a word for each letter of the Hungarian alphabet which is ‘explained’ by the poem, and finally a set of learning activities that functions as a conclusion. The work is utterly useless if the reader’s goal is to learn Hungarian. Instead, the poems attempt to convey the feeling and experience of growing up with a parent who came to Canada from Hungary as a refugee and who was dedicated to maintaining their cultural identity, the experience of participating in cultural activities in an immigrant community, and the ambivalent feelings one can develop toward their parent’s culture. In order to further mimic a teaching tool, the manuscript is written in the second person, instructing the reader as to what they would do or feel in a particular situation.The visual poem “X” appeared in POETRY.A feature about this project has appeared in Jacket2: http://jacket2.org/commentary/beyond-floral-tradition-folk-art-hungarian-and-visual-poemThe visual poems appear in two colour and are inspired by traditional Hungarian folk art.
Night & Ox
bronchia thinkform a bombsightthink periosteum singingparticle falconry workpiecetwo lowcut hills seekingwhat stone isfor bodyis herdalliterations Night & Ox is a long poem working its interruptions to a degree where it's broken by the will to live. A poem that invokes expansive loneliness, where the poet's emotional response is to endure. A crushed line of astral forms and anatomy in perpetual remove; it is a poem that nurtures vulnerability: some soft-footed embryo sounds against language’s viscera. Night & Ox possesses a feral minimalism for those too tired and too frantic with joy to cope with narrative.‘A fierce, ladderlike cri de cœur – at times a cri de cur – Night & Ox pulses with sawblade nocturnes that gnaw through the very rungs on which they’re wrung. One part Jabberwocky-talkie, one part fatherhood ode, the poem seeks a threshold, where the “mondayescent” gives way to ardour, splendour, even love. Scott is a cosmoglot of the throat’s ravine, and this is his manic, pandemonic article of faith.’ – Andrew ZawackiPraise for Blert:‘Scott takes us down to the basement of words, where sound and rhythm rule, and poets learn their craft. Blert is a strange and gorgeous work of linguistic materialism.' – Dennis Lee
In on the Great Joke
What do you get when you cross Lao Tzu and an application for a university teaching application? What do you get when you give W. G. Sebald and Clarice Lispector the ability to speak from the afterlife? What happens if a girl is stopped at a red light for an entire year? In on the Great Joke is a palace of hybridity, where film structure informs poetry, poetry alters the essay, the essay recalibrates the joke. Broadbent has lent her ear to the dead, the living, the voiceless, to give us the punchline of what it means to be intellectually alive. Laura Broadbent is the author of Oh There You Are I Can't See You Is It Raining?, which won the 2012 Robert Kroetsch Award for Innovative Poetry. She lives in Montreal, Queceb, where she is working on her PhD in Literature.
Asbestos Heights
A part-time stand-up comedian and songwriter, McGimpsey is widely respected as an excellent, engaging and entertaining performer of his work.McGimpsey's last book, Li'l Bastard, was shortlisted for a Governor General's Award. Sitcom received a A.M. Klein Prize for Poetry and a ReLit Award nomination.
Cinema of the Present
"Robertson proves hard to explain but easy to enjoy. . . . Dauntlessly and resourcefully intellectual, Robertson can also be playful or blunt. . . . She wields language expertly, even beautifully."— The New York Times What if the cinema of the present were a Möbius strip of language, a montage of statements and questions sutured together and gradually accumulating color? Would the seams afford a new sensibility around the pronoun «you»? Would the precise words of philosophy, fashion, books, architecture, and history animate a new vision, gestural and oblique? Is the kinetic pronoun cinema?These and other questions are answered in the new collection from acclaimed poet and essayist Lisa Robertson. The dazzling new collection will feature three different back covers (designed by artists Hadley + Maxwell). A quorum of crows will be your witness. And if you discover you were bought? You note the smell of rain, bread, and exhaust mixed with tiredness. And if you yourself are incompatible with your view of the world? And what is the subject but a stitching? Once again you are the one who promotes artifice. At 2 am on Friday, you burn with a maudlin premonition. And rankings and rankings and badges and repetitions. Lisa Robertson 's book Lisa Robertson's Magenta Soul Whip was named one of the New York Times 100 Notable Books of 2010 and was longlisted for the 2011 Warwick Prize. Her other books include Debbie: An Epic , The Men , The Weather , and Occasional Work and Seven Walks from the Office for Soft Architecture . She is the 2014 Bain Swiggett Professor at Princeton University.
On Malice
"Ken Babstock is a wonderful and spirited poet, his work is full of musicality, syncopation, wit, and formal acuity, it's all good."—Peter Gizzi"The flavor of this poetry is complex—it will have to be consumed in small amounts like a sipping tequila. It inebriates quickly. It imparts a convivial brilliance to life. And it is not without its sinister edge."—Ange MlinkoWith poems on perfect blue and a sonnet sequence situated on a derelict NSA surveillance station on a Berlin hill, On Malice assembles evacuated forms, polysemy, prayer, and perverse chatter into poems that enact our paranoia. Channeling Walter Benjamin's son, William Hazlitt, John Donne, and Dick Cheney, they are lyric in their sonic and affective register but coldly methodological in their invented structures and illusions. You finish reading it. You cannotfinish reading it. Ice caughtin the can, later, the well. What shall I be worried about,the coward well and the ice doessuch a lot. They know nothing of cantilevered blown-out shellswho feed their worrylike veal barns. The dome's aerial my lodestar and icon, the squirrelat dusk in the post-informational gloamingcan never not finish reading it as song Ken Babstock is the author of Methodist Hatchet , which won the Griffin Poetry Prize. His previous titles, Mean , Days into Flatspin , and Airstream Land Yacht , hold nominations for the Governor General's Award and the Winterset Prize. Poems from this book have been nominated for the Pushcart Prize.