Mortal Trash (eBook, ePUB)
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Kim Addonizio's voice lifts from the page, alive and bitingunleashing wit with a ruthless observation.San Francisco Book ReviewPassionate and irreverent, Mortal Trash transports the readers into a world of wit, lament, and desire. In a section called Over the Bright and Darkened Lands, canonical poems are torqued into new shapes. Except Thou Ravish Me, reimagines John Donne's famous Batter my heart, Three-person'd God as told from the perspective of a victim of domestic violence. Like Pablo Neruda, Addonizio hears a swarm of objects that call without being answered: hospital crash carts, lawn ...
Kim Addonizio's voice lifts from the page, alive and bitingunleashing wit with a ruthless observation.San Francisco Book Review
Passionate and irreverent, Mortal Trash transports the readers into a world of wit, lament, and desire. In a section called Over the Bright and Darkened Lands, canonical poems are torqued into new shapes. Except Thou Ravish Me, reimagines John Donne's famous Batter my heart, Three-person'd God as told from the perspective of a victim of domestic violence. Like Pablo Neruda, Addonizio hears a swarm of objects that call without being answered: hospital crash carts, lawn gnomes, Evian bottles, wind-up Christmas crèches, edible panties, cracked mirrors. Whether comic, elegiac, or ironic, the poems in Mortal Trash remind us of the beauty and absurdity of our time on earth.
From Scrapbook:
We believe in the one-ton rose
and the displaced toilet equally. Our blues
assume you understand
not much, and try to be alive, just as we do,
and that it may be helpful to hold the hand
of someone as lost as you.
Passionate and irreverent, Mortal Trash transports the readers into a world of wit, lament, and desire. In a section called Over the Bright and Darkened Lands, canonical poems are torqued into new shapes. Except Thou Ravish Me, reimagines John Donne's famous Batter my heart, Three-person'd God as told from the perspective of a victim of domestic violence. Like Pablo Neruda, Addonizio hears a swarm of objects that call without being answered: hospital crash carts, lawn gnomes, Evian bottles, wind-up Christmas crèches, edible panties, cracked mirrors. Whether comic, elegiac, or ironic, the poems in Mortal Trash remind us of the beauty and absurdity of our time on earth.
From Scrapbook:
We believe in the one-ton rose
and the displaced toilet equally. Our blues
assume you understand
not much, and try to be alive, just as we do,
and that it may be helpful to hold the hand
of someone as lost as you.
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