About this title: An eagerly awaited new collection of poems by contemporary favorite Tony Hoagland, author of "Donkey Gospel." Hoagland levels his particular brand of acute irony not only on the personal life, but also on some provinces of American culture.
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Binding: Softcover
Publisher: Graywolf Pr
Date Published: 2003-11-01
ISBN-13:9781555973865ISBN:1555973868
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Binding: Paperback
Publisher: Graywolf Press
Date Published: 2003
ISBN-13:9781555973865ISBN:1555973868
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Binding: Paperback
Publisher: GRAY WOLF PR
Date Published: 2003
ISBN-13:9781555973865ISBN:1555973868
Description: An eagerly awaited new collection of poems by contemporary favorite Tony Hoagland, author of "Donkey Gospel. " Hoagland levels his particular brand of acute irony not only on the personal life, but also on some provinces of American culture. read more
"Pretty torn over this collection which delights and frustrates me in almost equal measure. I could do without his ruminations on race and gender, but there is plenty to like here. Hoagland's American lives transpire before an everpresent scrim of advertisement and tawdry commercialism, and the struggle to assert meaning in that landscape proves fertile ground for him. Though the below may not be the collection's best example of this prevailing mood, I'm particularly fond of the prodigal tree. Blossomfoam--blossomfoam.
A Color of the Sky
Windy today and I feel less than brilliant, driving over the hills from work. There are the dark parts on the road when you pass through clumps of wood and the bright spots where you have a view of the ocean, but that doesn't make the road an allegory.
I should call Marie and apologize for being so boring at dinner last night, but can I really promise not to be that way again? And anyway, I'd rather watch the trees, tossing in what certainly looks like sexual arousal.
Otherwise it's spring, and everything looks frail; the sky is baby blue, and the just-unfurling leaves are full of infant chlorophyll, the very tint of inexperience.
Last summer's song is making a comeback on the radio, and on the highway overpass, the only metaphysical vandal in America has written MEMORY LOVES TIME in big black spraypaint letters,
which makes us wonder if Time loves Memory back.
Last night I dreamed of X again. She's like a stain on my subconscious sheets. Years ago she penetrated me but though I scrubbed and scrubbed and scrubbed, I never got her out, but now I'm glad.
What I thought was an end turned out to be a middle. What I thought was a brick wall turned out to be a tunnel. What I thought was an injustice turned out to be a color of the sky.
Outside the youth center, between the liquor store and the police station, a little dogwood tree is losing its mind;
overflowing with blossomfoam, like a sudsy mug of beer; like a bride ripping off her clothes,
dropping snow white petals to the ground in clouds,
so Nature's wastefulness seems quietly obscene. It's been doing that all week: making beauty, and throwing it away, and making more."
"Tony Hoagland continues to shine in this collection of poems, all made to look easy and relaxed but full of precise surprise. This collection contains many masterful images such as one of my all-time favorites:
Outside the youth center, between the liquor store and the police station, a little dogwood tree is losing its mind.
Be sure to read Hoagland's Donkey Gospel, too. Neither is family reading, but they are genius."
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