Archeophonics

Archeophonics
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فرمت کتاب

ebook

تاریخ انتشار

2016

نویسنده

Peter Gizzi

شابک

9780819576811
  • اطلاعات
  • نقد و بررسی
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نقد و بررسی

Publisher's Weekly

October 3, 2016
In his eighth collection, Gizzi (In Defense of Nothing) continues his quest to renew lyricism, to find “a language to eat the sky” and “say goodbye” to the receding past. Like James Schuyler
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from whom the book’s epigraph is pulled, Gizzi is an acute chronicler of atmosphere, and many of these poems find the poet in uncertain emotional and physical landscapes, struggling to write his way into the future. “I wanted out of the past so I ate the air,/ it took me further into the air,” begins the sequence “A Winding Sheet for Summer.” Longtime Gizzi readers won’t find many surprises in this tenuous, overcast collection—“I’ve been here before,” he writes in one poem—but his ear remains as appealing as ever, and his paratactic syntax still surprises line by line: “You wonder summer’s terabyte/ here on the terra forming/ floating and atomizing,/ giving over to shadow,/ then a muffler rumbling,/ distant engine, a little cozy.” Stylistically, the collection is nearlyimpeccable
but a bit weightless; its major struggles seem either intellectualized or kind of off-stage. At their warmest, Gizzi’s poems offer genuinely moving confrontations with mortality, history, and tradition: “This hammering/ thing, life as I’ve/ known it, know me,/ is over. I might as well/ say it./ The apples lie/ scattered on the ground.”



Library Journal

October 15, 2016

Award-winning poet Gizzi here uses spare, focused language to reflect on language itself: its origins, structure, uses, and music. "The old language/ says the apple/ is the old apple," he proclaims, reflecting how words are rooted deep down in our past. But as language complexified, it gave that apple "all/ the dance floor/ she needed," and "hot syntax" has remade our view of the world ("I hate that, when syntax/ connects me to the rich"). Hence our need--and our difficulty--in separating appearance from reality, effluence from essence; the "static lovely" of what we want to communicate must traverse "a grubby transom." But what better tool for expressing "this hammering/ thing, life"? VERDICT Maybe tough sledding for the less intellectually inclined, yet seasoned readers shouldn't miss.

Copyright 2016 Library Journal, LLC Used with permission.




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