All There Is to Lose: Four Way Books Levis Prize in Poetry
Autor Aiden Heungen Limba Engleză Paperback – 15 mar 2026
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Specificații
ISBN-13: 9781961897687
ISBN-10: 1961897687
Pagini: 120
Dimensiuni: 152 x 229 x 13 mm
Greutate: 0.17 kg
Editura: FOUR WAY BOOKS
Colecția Four Way Books
Seria Four Way Books Levis Prize in Poetry
ISBN-10: 1961897687
Pagini: 120
Dimensiuni: 152 x 229 x 13 mm
Greutate: 0.17 kg
Editura: FOUR WAY BOOKS
Colecția Four Way Books
Seria Four Way Books Levis Prize in Poetry
Recenzii
Welcome to the world where “people wake up long before roosters”—what I love most in this book is how the images and details carry emotion via perspective, while lyrical in turn of phrase. Often understated, pared down, the poetry lives here in specifics that emote: A mother scrubs clean the headstone carvings, a man remembers laughing after he watched his father enter the river twenty years ago, travelers sleep with their heads on greasy bags. Each detail carries an undertow of emotion. Why is that? Is it because we see it all as the poet sees it, after years have gone by? “...Flesh flowers / in the long hush of seasons,” the poet tells us. Perhaps. Or perhaps the book is captivating because the elegy is its driving force. What is an elegy? That ages-old mode of poetry wherein the poet uses language to break bread with the dead, to bring them back to life, if only for the moment, for a portion of the moment, an instant, before the line breaks. All There Is to Lose is where we find ourselves at any moment. Some of us look back.
—Ilya Kaminsky, Judge of the 2024 Four Way Books Levis Prize in Poetry
—Ilya Kaminsky, Judge of the 2024 Four Way Books Levis Prize in Poetry
Notă biografică
Aiden Heung (he/they) is a Chinese poet born in a Tibetan Autonomous town. After working as a traveling salesman for years, he recently relocated to St. Louis, USA. His poems have been published in Australian Poetry Journal, Harvard Review, The Kenyon Review, The Yale Review, 声韵诗刊 (Voice and Verse Poetry Magazine), and many other places. He is a finalist for the DISQUIET Prize, a winner of the International Proverse Poetry Prize, and the recipient of 2025 Elinor Benedict Poetry Prize, selected by Diane Seuss. He and his work have been generously supported by Varuna, The National Writers' House (Australia) and Swatch Art Peace Hotel residency (Switzerland/ Shanghai, China). He holds an MFA in creative writing from Washington University.
Extras
Death Brought Many Images
This time, his toes,
protruding
from the snow sheet.
I couldn’t see his face.
I asked myself: Did he shave?
Father covered my eyes,
turned me out to the door.
I sat at the cold end
of the yard, watched adults
threading through the vestibule.
I was left alone; I appreciated that.
I tossed his name on my tongue
until it went numb. It was not
a conjuring—
I was only a boy.
Shame was physical
I began to gasp.
It was a hot summer day.
A hornet was busy hunting
a hive. What did I know
of its appetite, its spite.
I could have caught it;
I let it go—
This time, his toes,
protruding
from the snow sheet.
I couldn’t see his face.
I asked myself: Did he shave?
Father covered my eyes,
turned me out to the door.
I sat at the cold end
of the yard, watched adults
threading through the vestibule.
I was left alone; I appreciated that.
I tossed his name on my tongue
until it went numb. It was not
a conjuring—
I was only a boy.
Shame was physical
I began to gasp.
It was a hot summer day.
A hornet was busy hunting
a hive. What did I know
of its appetite, its spite.
I could have caught it;
I let it go—