โ Scribed by Cherry, Kelly;
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
Winner of the 2013 L.E. Phillabaum Poetry AwardIn her ninth collection of poetry, Kelly Cherry explores the domain of language. Clear and accessible, the poems in The Life and Death of Poetry examine the intricacies and limitations of communication and its ability to help us transcend our world and lives. The poet begins with silence and animal sound before taking on literature, public discourse, and the particular art of poetry. The sequence ""Welsh Table Talk"" considers the unsaid, or unsayable, as a man, his daughter, and his daughter's friend sojourn on Bardsey Island in.;Learning the Language. Which Is a Verb -- A Sunday in Scotland -- Fields with Shrew -- The Bright Field -- Field Notes -- Seen but Not Heard -- A Blue Jay in the Snow -- The Loveknot -- Night Vowels -- The First Word -- Learning the Language -- Mute -- Frontward -- Talking with Only One Functional Vocal Cord -- Against Aphasia -- Language -- The Lizard at Syracuse -- Wintering -- Fiction -- Chekhov in Yalta -- "Lovelily" -- Poetic Justice -- Ars Poetica -- Underwriting the Words -- A Voice Survives -- Welsh Table Talk (A Sequence). Welsh Song -- On Bardsey Island -- Rain, Early Morning, Bardsey Island -- The Mad Friar -- The Sheep-Fly -- Scene -- Welsh Table Talk -- Line Fishing -- The Conversation -- Dream Daughter -- Girls -- A Woman in Wales -- The Spring -- Men Who Go to Work Each Day -- A Day Spent Walking and Writing -- The Manx Shearwater -- The Last Night -- Learning to Live with Stone -- What the Poet Wishes to Say. On Translation -- What the Poet Wishes to Say -- The life and death of poetry.
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