The Best American Poetry 2007: Series Editor David LehmanDavid Lehman, Heather McHugh Simon and Schuster, 2007 M09 11 - 192 páginas The twentieth edition of The Best American poetry series celebrates the rich and fertile landscape of American poetry. Renowned poet Heather McHugh loves words and the unexpected places they take you; her own poetry elevates wordplay to a species of metaphysical wit. For this year's anthology McHugh has culled a spectacular group of poems reflecting her passion for language, her acumen, and her vivacious humor. From the thousands of poems published or posted in one year, McHugh has chosen seventy-five that fully engage the reader while illustrating the formal and tonal diversity of American poetry. With new work by established poets such as Louise Glück, Robert Hass, and Richard Wilbur, The Best American Poetry 2007 also features such younger talents as Ben Lerner, Meghan O'Rourke, Brian Turner, and Matthea Harvey. Graced with McHugh's fascinating introduction, the anthology includes the ever-popular notes and comments section in which the contributors write about their work. Series editor David Lehman's engaging foreword limns the necessity of poetry. The Best American Poetry 2007 is an exciting addition to a series committed to covering the American poetry scene and delivering great poems to a broad audience. |
Contenido
Helen Ransom Forman Daily | 36 |
Forrest Hamer Initiation | 43 |
Jane Hirshfield Critique of Pure Reason | 50 |
Galway Kinnell HideandSeek 1933 | 56 |
Ben Lerner From Angle of Yaw | 63 |
Leslie Adrienne Miller On Leonardos Drawings | 70 |
Meghan ORourke Peep Show | 76 |
Ecstatic Cling | 82 |
Frederick Seidel The Death of the Shah | 94 |
David Shumate Drawing Jesus | 101 |
Cody Walker Coulrophobia | 108 |
Joe Wenderoth The Home of the Brave | 114 |
Harriet Zinnes Remiss Rebut | 120 |
Magazines Where the Poems Were First Published | 162 |
Kazim Ali The Art of Breathing | 165 |
David Rivard The Rev Larry Love Is Dead | 88 |
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Página ix - To lie before us like a land of dreams, So various, so beautiful, so new, Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light, Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain ; And we are here as on a darkling plain Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight, Where ignorant armies clash by night.
Página ix - Listen ! you hear the grating roar Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling, At their return, up the high strand, Begin, and cease, and then again begin. With tremulous cadence slow, and bring The eternal note of sadness in.
Página ix - Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling, At their return, up the high strand, Begin and cease, and then again begin, With tremulous cadence slow, and bring The eternal note of sadness in. Sophocles long ago Heard it on the Aegean, and it brought Into his mind the turbid ebb and flow Of human misery; we Find also in the sound a thought, ao Hearing it by this distant northern sea.
Página ix - But now I only hear Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar, Retreating, to the breath Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear And naked shingles of the world. Ah, love, let us be true To one another ! for the world, which seems To lie before us like a land of dreams, So various, so beautiful, so new, Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light, Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain; And we are here as on a darkling plain Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight, Where ignorant...
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Página viii - ... melody, Now roars, now murmurs with the changing sea, Now bird-like pipes, now closes soft in sleep: And one is of an old half-witted sheep Which bleats articulate monotony, And indicates that two and one are three, That grass is green, lakes damp, and mountains steep : And, Wordsworth, both are thine : at certain times Forth from the heart of thy melodious rhymes, The form and pressure of high thoughts will burst: At other times — good Lord ! I'd rather be Quite unacquainted with the ABC Than...
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