Eurynome's Sandals

Alice NOTLEY
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To
Editeur
Presses universitaires de Rouen et du Havre
Date de publication
11 avril 2019
Résumé
Named for the mismatched shoes of the goddess who danced the world into being—the woman who created the world, Eurynome's Sandals presents poems of different genres and lengths, perhaps of different planets. Alice Notley has been called "one of America's greatest living poets", though she lives in France and maintains an international presence. These are poems of Right Now, with themes of immigration, apocalypse, and the Film/Poetry bifurcation of our nightmare metaphysics. But these are beautiful poems!
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Date de première publication du titre 11 avril 2019
ISBN 9791024012735
EAN-13 9791024012735
Référence 123054-27
Nombre de pages de contenu principal 176
Format 11.5 x 18.5 x 1.3 cm
Poids 160 g

Part I – My City

When You Arrived
Hotel Room
Previously
The Beaded Horse
My City
In This Villain Story
Chopin's Bracelet
Poem
In the Distance
Hotel Room – 2
Coin
Diary Entry
The 87th Level
Attila the Gypsy Shakes Her Cup
In the Truth Room
What Have We
Hotel Truth Room
You're Just a Cultural Study
Hotel Truth
'Plus' City
The Wet Bed
Story to the River
Story to the River – 2
Do You Recognize This World
To Frank
Brins de Bruyère
On the 87th Level Below
Ric
The Mind
The Anorexic's Pizza
To Ric
Dancing in the Dark
Losing It
Possessions
No
We Have to Know How to Make the New One
I Don't Want To
Gears
Foundation

Part II – Eurynome's Sandals

After Words

Author's biography

Author's publications

Named for the mismatched shoes of the goddess who danced the world into being—the woman who created the world, Eurynome's Sandals presents poems of different genres and lengths, perhaps of different planets. Alice Notley has been called "one of America's greatest living poets", though she lives in France and maintains an international presence. These are poems of Right Now, with themes of immigration, apocalypse, and the Film/Poetry bifurcation of our nightmare metaphysics. But these are beautiful poems!

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