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Entered Some Aliens: Wisconsin Poetry Series

Autor Siew Hii
en Limba Engleză Paperback – 24 mar 2026
“There is no version of this wherein I am given the time machine and do not destroy it,” writes Siew Hii in this wide-ranging collection that offers a poet’s perspective on what it means to be a queer Asian American in the American South. Exuding wit and profound insight, Hii’s is a voice that can elicit both laughter and sober reflection within the space of a few lines. In an explosion of different styles and formats, they deliver precise, cutting observations about self, family, and strangers.
From taking aim at Hollywood’s representations of identity, to exploring the meaning and dynamics of family, to describing their adopted home of Florida through a set of formally explosive poems, Hii makes sense of an unjust and absurd world, all the while exhibiting  genuine curiosity and humor. Entered Some Aliens offers rare and powerful insight into feeling out of place and out of time.
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Specificații

ISBN-13: 9780299356347
ISBN-10: 0299356345
Pagini: 110
Ilustrații: 0 illus.
Dimensiuni: 178 x 229 mm
Greutate: 0.45 kg
Editura: University of Wisconsin Press
Colecția University of Wisconsin Press
Seria Wisconsin Poetry Series


Notă biografică

Siew Hii is a teacher and writer from Mobile, Alabama, who now lives in Orlando, Florida. Their parents hail from Sibu, Malaysia, and Kentucky, USA. Hii has also lived in Mississippi and North Carolina, where they completed their university studies.

Extras

“what precisely divides race from ethnicity, history from poetry, Deep South
from Diet South, and so on. Homie, I feel so very whatever-I-am.”

—Excerpt from “HOMIE”

Cuprins

HOMIE
, Declared the Alien to Themself
Go on Then
On Hardy Street, Utopia: The Glass the Heart Hungers
Donuts That Are Not Surprises
Deus Ex Machina: Wonder Woman
My Family Tree Pines with Mispronunciation
RESISTANCE
RESISTANT
The Color Yellow
Porcelain Bowl of White and Blue as Vessel for My Envy
Entered Some Aliens
The Heart, Mangoes, Another Heart, Night
not her body, not her promise
Bad Book Review of the North Star
New New New New New South
The Limit Does Not Exist
help—my brother is a fascist
The Waterer
My Soul as Roots and Branches
Upon Learning the Ending
Ships in the Desert
Fragments of the New Covenant
Stencil on the Skin
Advertisement Placed on Stained Placard for New Cookie Writer
Eleven Romances
, Declared the Alien to Themself
Tomorrow’s Sunlight in Convenient Form: Kitschy Exercises in Unnecessary Negation
Why a Subway and Not a Railroad? Because the Railroad Was Once Considered a Technology Able to Obliterate Time and Space
Moonlight Siphons the History of History, Including Whiteness
at skimmed edge of another dirt road
Twelve Questions Noir with the Ghost of Victor Sen Yung
Fruit Agape
On Being Born (in Mobile)(moh-BEEL)
In My Dreams We Live in a Society
Florida Is a Place on Earth
On Being Born Again
The Only Thing Actually Impossible Is Probably Catharsis
***Florida Is a Place on Earth***
Florida Is a Place on Earth^^^
Parasitic Expressions
The Only Thing Actually Impossible Is Probably Catharsis Pt. II
Honor Is Another Thing I Hope to Someday Bring My Family
WORK SHOES AS DREAM, DREAM UNGENDER

Acknowledgments

Recenzii

“Hii bends time and space, entering objects, ghosts, and trees (not to mention God’s DMs) to rewrite inherited expectations and name our human hungers.”

“To read these poems is to have a zany, inventive, and heartrending conversation with a fellow galaxy roamer, and to know that in that conversation’s exquisite quirks lives the truest meaning of the word home.”

“Woke up mumbling poems from this extraordinary collection that subverts + subjuncts. A dynamic revelation. These poems stretch the page, stretch structure, syntax, + our collective imagination.”