The Trees The Trees
Autor Heather Christleen Limba Engleză Paperback – 3 oct 2019
In The Trees The Trees, each new line is a sharp turn toward joy and heartbreak, and each poem unfolds like a bat through the wild meaninglessness of the world.
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Specificații
ISBN-13: 9781472154736
ISBN-10: 1472154738
Pagini: 80
Dimensiuni: 128 x 196 x 12 mm
Greutate: 0.08 kg
Editura: Little Brown
Colecția Corsair
Locul publicării:London, United Kingdom
ISBN-10: 1472154738
Pagini: 80
Dimensiuni: 128 x 196 x 12 mm
Greutate: 0.08 kg
Editura: Little Brown
Colecția Corsair
Locul publicării:London, United Kingdom
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Recenzii
In this wistfully lyrical collection, Christle tends to the fragments of selfhood with an ethereal, dreamlike sensibility. Speaking out with stream-of-conscious urgency, the body is exposed as half-human, half-other and held together by holes. As though gazing up through a luscious canopy of green, each poem becomes a vivid spectacle of play and patchwork, as the form itself is flawlessly consistent in mirroring the mesmeric tapestry of trees
Heather Christle's poems are magical
Ecstatic, breathless, full of incandescent humour and wonder . . . Read and love her seemingly spontaneous utterances, spun from her rapt attention to daily life, nature, solitude, romance, to her own reeling and enchanting imagination
Heather Christle's poems may well be one of the places readers turn when they want to know what it was like to be young and paying attention in the early 21st century . . . Her poems are wide awake
At least once per poem, you feel like the triple-bars just lined up in the slot machine window and you laugh or cry out
'Heather Christle's poems may well be one of the places readers turn when they want to know what it was like to be young and paying attention in the early 21st century . . . Her poems are wide awake' Mark Doty
In The Trees The Trees, each new line is a sharp turn toward joy and heartbreak, and each poem unfolds like a bat through the wild meaninglessness of the world.
'If you're thinking about a new tattoo, may I recommend dropping your finger onto any random phrase in Heather Christle's new book? That's how keen her ear for the off-the-cuff aphorism is, how neatly her lines break into glistening parts. You get the impression of the oracle at Delphi trying her hand at stand-up or jamming the broadcast of the nightly news: Christle's gift for welding surreal visions to living speech rhythms keeps unlocking new surprises, page after page. At least once per poem, you feel like the triple-bars just lined up in the slot-machine window, and you laugh or cry out' John Darnielle of The Mountain Goats
'Ecstatic, breathless, full of incandescent humour and wonder . . . Read and love her seemingly spontaneous utterances, spun from her rapt attention to daily life, nature, solitude, romance, to her own reeling and enchanting imagination' Cathy Park Hong
Heather Christle's poems are magical
Ecstatic, breathless, full of incandescent humour and wonder . . . Read and love her seemingly spontaneous utterances, spun from her rapt attention to daily life, nature, solitude, romance, to her own reeling and enchanting imagination
Heather Christle's poems may well be one of the places readers turn when they want to know what it was like to be young and paying attention in the early 21st century . . . Her poems are wide awake
At least once per poem, you feel like the triple-bars just lined up in the slot machine window and you laugh or cry out
'Heather Christle's poems may well be one of the places readers turn when they want to know what it was like to be young and paying attention in the early 21st century . . . Her poems are wide awake' Mark Doty
In The Trees The Trees, each new line is a sharp turn toward joy and heartbreak, and each poem unfolds like a bat through the wild meaninglessness of the world.
'If you're thinking about a new tattoo, may I recommend dropping your finger onto any random phrase in Heather Christle's new book? That's how keen her ear for the off-the-cuff aphorism is, how neatly her lines break into glistening parts. You get the impression of the oracle at Delphi trying her hand at stand-up or jamming the broadcast of the nightly news: Christle's gift for welding surreal visions to living speech rhythms keeps unlocking new surprises, page after page. At least once per poem, you feel like the triple-bars just lined up in the slot-machine window, and you laugh or cry out' John Darnielle of The Mountain Goats
'Ecstatic, breathless, full of incandescent humour and wonder . . . Read and love her seemingly spontaneous utterances, spun from her rapt attention to daily life, nature, solitude, romance, to her own reeling and enchanting imagination' Cathy Park Hong