My Soviet Union

by Dumanis, Michael

• ISBN13: 9781558495852
• ISBN10: 1558495851
• Format: Paperback
• Copyright: 2007-04-01
• Publisher: Univ of Massachusetts Pr

Summary

The speaker of the simultaneously funny and devastating poems in this remarkable first collection comes from a country that, like the Soviet Union, no longer exists, a place he treats with a mixture of nostalgia, disdain, and bewilderment as he strives to achieve a sense of order in his current disordered environment, a post-apocalyptic landscape with striking similarities to our own. He takes the reader through haunting and disjunctive childhood memories, on visits to Azerbaijan and West Des Moines, through the ravages of physical and spiritual illness, into and out of wars and ill-fated romantic escapades, as he carefully pieces together a complex narrative of self. This is a book of location and dislocation, intent and inaction, struggle and failure, restraint and mania, love and anger, savagery and healing, grief and merriment, elegy and ode. Technically, the poems--often litanies--are marked by syntactical variation, recurring imagery, paradoxical statement, cultural idioms, shifts between high and low diction, a carnivalesque sense of humor, and an elliptical approach to exposition. The speaker also takes on the identities of various personae in the book, including Joseph Cornell, Vladimir Mayakovsky, Pol Pot, a vaudevillian, a movie extra, minor dictators, vagrants, ambigendered lovers, and a lighthouse keeper on an uninhabited island. from "The Death of Elegy" Reluctant, I must onward, dearest wantword, fairest ragebird: I can no longer in the throatscratched marshland, nor do I find myself capable in the Cathedral of Learning, or any(for that matter)where in Pittsburgh. Have lugged too many bodies through its freightyards in my translucent slip. In my gauche veil, I thought I'dsteel myself against despair, did not accomplish. The moon is black tonight, as if there is none. The moon tonight is either black, or stolen, and I do not possess the wherewithal to up-and-down, in search for it, on the funiculars. What I've become. An overcoat with hands, hands I would fail to feel if it were colder. Ý...¨

Author Biography

Michael Dumanis is an assistant professor of English at Nebraska Wesleyan University.

Table of Contents

A children's song adapted from the Russian	p. 1
The woods are burning	p. 5
Ode	p. 11
Directions to the brothel	p. 12
Rookie	p. 14
Veteran	p. 16
West Des Moines	p. 17
The rainy season	p. 19
Cancer is a disease of animals	p. 20
These amorous intents	p. 22
Memoir	p. 27
Baku, 1980	p. 29
The age of reason	p. 30
The ordered mind in the disordered house	p. 31
Travel advisory	p. 33
Tourist	p. 35
Gold rush	p. 36
Banishment	p. 37
Revisionist history	p. 39
Buffalo elegies, 1982-1991	p. 41
When I was Pol Pot	p. 47
Today, on the obituary channel	p. 48
Restraint	p. 49
We require an assertion of value, we are frightened	p. 51
My Mayakovsky	p. 53
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