- Paperback: 64 pages
- Publisher: Sarabande Books; NONE edition (Nov 23 2010)
- Language: English
- ISBN-10: 1932511865
- ISBN-13: 978-1932511864
- Product Dimensions: 19.8 x 30.2 x 0.8 cm
- Shipping Weight: 322 g
- Amazon Bestsellers Rank: #479,004 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)
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Graphic art and poems that are rueful, but never grim, offer a graceful meditation on the approach of death.
About the Author
Charles Wright: Charles Wright was born in 1935 in Pickwick Dam, Hardin County, Tennessee, and grew up in Tennessee and North Carolina. He attended Davidson College, The University of Iowa, and the University of Rome. From 1957 to 1961 he was in the Army Intelligence Service, stationed for most of this time in Verona, Italy. In 1963-65 he was a Fulbright student in Rome, translating the poems of the Italian poets Eugenio Montale and Cesare Pavese. In 1968-69 he was a Fulbright Lecturer at the University of Padua. From 1966-1983 he was a member of the English Department of the University of California, Irvine. Since 1983, he has been a Professor of English (since 1988, Souder Family Professor of English) at the University of Virginia. He has taught, in a visiting capacity, at the University of Iowa, Princeton University, and Columbia University, as well as being Distinguished Visiting Professor at the Università Degli Studi, Florence, Italy, spring 1992.
Eric Appleby: Eric Appleby is the co-founder, publisher, and designer of Forklift, Ohio: A Journal of Poetry, Cooking & Light Industrial Safety—now in its 16th year without a lost time accident. He also serves as webmaster for H_NGM_N, and most recently designed Dean Young’s 31 Poems (Forklift, Ink.), which was named one of the Best Physical Artifacts of 2009 by Coldfront. A graduate of Ball State University and The Design School of Hard Knocks, he is employed by a flooring distributor in a position he describes as “Computer Whisperer and Marketing Hack.” He lives in Cincinnati with his wife, Tricia, and American Bulldog, Knuckles.
Eric Appleby: Eric Appleby is the co-founder, publisher, and designer of Forklift, Ohio: A Journal of Poetry, Cooking & Light Industrial Safety—now in its 16th year without a lost time accident. He also serves as webmaster for H_NGM_N, and most recently designed Dean Young’s 31 Poems (Forklift, Ink.), which was named one of the Best Physical Artifacts of 2009 by Coldfront. A graduate of Ball State University and The Design School of Hard Knocks, he is employed by a flooring distributor in a position he describes as “Computer Whisperer and Marketing Hack.” He lives in Cincinnati with his wife, Tricia, and American Bulldog, Knuckles.
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Moaning About Aging Is Not Poetry -- Woe Is Me, May 30 2011
By G. Charles Steiner - Published on Amazon.com
This review is from: Outtakes (Paperback)
There's a lot of bellyaching about getting old, death coming nearer, life having limits, etcetera, etcetera in this dimly trenchant book of poetry. The poet claims to be 70, but my 82-year-old widowed mother wouldn't tolerate listening to the metaphoric plaints this poet tries to plant in the reader's heart and mind, even though both are in need of a partner. In this book of poems the poet announces this is the year for him to keep death company and to comb its hair. No doubt it is very long and very gray hair. He keeps his word to this commitment even with his next book of poems, "Bye-and Bye: Selected Late Poems," a collection I couldn't finish reading because he really has almost nothing really to say except to the desire to prattle poetically now that he's an old geezer and not liking it one bit.The book has a quality of the B. J. Thomas tune, "I'm So Lonely I Could Cry," which is good if it targets a handful of poems, but a bit ridiculous -- as Art -- when it permeates the whole book. It has a quality of Peggy Lee's "Is That All There Is?" as well.
A few poems waft religious or superstitious with tossed-off references to an afterlife and the new moon, all while the poet watches Nature's changes in the shadows, in the night.
No poem in this collection is longer than 9 lines long. Opposite each poem is an illustration or photograph, using the grays and whites and blacks of a photographic negative. I believe the intention is to have the image opposite the poem supplement the poem, support the poem, reveal the poem, but all of the images are blurred and, frankly, bad. The poems themselves are printed in typewriter print and even contain proofreading edits and revisions to give each a "sincere" and "authentic" quality. (This is so sad! So unoriginal!)
It's all very adolescent and 1960s, surprising for a man who, well, seems to have a reputation not quite in sync with his latest productions. Wright's poems here give strength to Zarathustra's criticism about the true nature of the poet. That is, "Mooo! Moooo!" Here it's just moan, moan.
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