Fair. Good copy for reading, may have heavy page wear with writing textual notes highlighting or be an heavily used ex library copy with library markings, stickers or stamps. Dust jacket or accessories may not be included.
None. Very Good. No Jacket. 5.5 x 8.5 trade paperback book. White lettering on the black spine with a black and color illustrated cover. Poems by Galway Kinnell. 57 pages. Light wear. Very Good condition.
Publishers Weekly, 1985-10-04 In the wry title poem, Kinnell paints a Magritte-like portrait of the poet as middle-aged, indefatigable truth-seeker: ``A chair under one arm/ a desktop under the other,/ the same Smith-Corona/ on my back I even now batter/words into visibility with.'' In another haunting lyric he conjures up ``cemetery angels'' hovering over graves of the dead ``who will erupt into flower.'' But Kinnell knows that we are mortal, our existence a mote in God's eye (``A snap of the sea and a third of a century/ passes).'' Like Matthew Arnold, he reels at our aloneness in the universe, as in this description of a moonlit ocean: ``The tiny glitters all together make one wide path . . . / On shore the rocks wait, very still, for night to end.'' Through an act of imagination the poet glimpses ``what sleep would be like if one were happy.'' Ranging from lyrics on rustic Vermont living to dark odes on Hiroshima, this is a strong collection, Kinnell's first since his Selected Poems (1982) won a Pulitzer Prize. November 8
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