9780618154456

A New Selected Poems

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  • ISBN13:

    9780618154456

  • ISBN10:

    0618154450

  • Edition: Reprint
  • Format: Paperback
  • Copyright: 2001-09-13
  • Publisher: Lightning Source Inc

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Summary

That Silent EveningI will go back to that silent evening when we lay together and talked in silent voices, while outside slow lumps of soft snow fell, hushing as they got near the ground, with a fire in the room, in which centuries of tree went up in continuous ghost-giving-up, without a crackle, into morning light. Not until what hastens went slower did we sleep. When we got home we turned and looked back at our tracks twining out of the woods, where the branches we brushed against let fall puffs of sparkling snow, quickly, in silence, like stolen kisses, and where the scritch scritch scritch among the trees, which is the sound that dies inside the sparks from the wedge when the sledge hits it off center telling everything inside it is fire, jumped to a black branch, puffed up but without arms and so to our eyes lonesome, and yet also--how can we know this?--happy! in shape of chickadee. Lying still in snow, not iron-willed, like railroad tracks, willing not to meet until heaven, but here and there treading slubby kissing stops, our tracks wobble across the snow their long scratch. So many things that happen here are really little more, if even that, than a scratch, too. Words, in our mouths, are almost ready, already, to bandage the one whom the scritch scritch scritch, meaning if how when we might lose each other, scratches scratches scratches from this moment to that. Then I will go back to that silent evening, when the past just managed to overlap the future, if only by a trace, and the light doubles and casts through the dark a sparkling that heavens the earth.

Author Biography

Galway Kinnell is a former MacArthur Fellow and has been state poet of Vermont. In 1982 his Selected Poems won the Pulitzer Prize and the National Book Award. For many years he was the Erich Maria Remarque Professor of Creative Writing at New York University. He is currently a chancellor of the Academy of American Poets. For thirty-five years--from WHAT A KINGDOM IT WAS to THE BOOK OF NIGHTMARES to THREEE BOOKS--Galway Kinnell has been enriching American poetry, not only by his poems but also by his teaching and his powerful public readings.

Table of Contents

Author's Note xi
FROM What a Kingdom It Was 1960
First Song
3(1)
For William Carlos Williams
4(1)
Freedom, New Hampshire
5(4)
The Supper After the Last
9(3)
The Avenue Bearing the Initial of Christ into the New World
12(17)
FROM Flower Herding on Mount Monadnock 1964
The River That Is East
29(2)
For Robert Frost
31(4)
Poem of Night
35(2)
Middle of the Way
37(2)
Ruins Under the Stars
39(2)
Flower Herding on Mount Monadnock
41(6)
FROM Body Rags 1968
Another Night in the Ruins
47(2)
Vapor Trail Reflected in the Frog Pond
49(2)
The Burn
51(1)
The Fly
52(1)
The Correspondence School Instructor Says Goodbye to His Poetry Students
53(1)
How Many Nights
54(1)
The Porcupine
55(4)
The Bear
59(6)
FROM The Book of Nightmares 1971
Under the Maud Moon
65(5)
The Hen Flower
70(4)
The Dead Shall Be Raised Incorruptible
74(5)
Little Sleep's-Head Sprouting Hair in the Moonlight
79(4)
Lastness
83(8)
FROM Mortal Acts, Mortal Words 1980
Fergus Falling
91(2)
After Making Love We Hear Footsteps
93(1)
Saint Francis and the Sow
94(1)
Wait
95(1)
Daybreak
96(1)
Blackberry Eating
97(1)
Kissing the Toad
98(1)
On the Tennis Court at Night
99(2)
The Last Hiding Places of Snow
101(4)
Looking at Your Face
105(1)
Fisherman
106(1)
52 Oswald Street
107(1)
A Milk Bottle
108(5)
FROM The Past 1985
The Road Between Here and There
113(2)
Conception
115(1)
The Sow Piglet's Escapes
116(1)
The Olive Wood Fire
117(1)
The Frog Pond
118(2)
Prayer
120(1)
Fire in Luna Park
121(1)
Cemetery Angels
122(1)
On the Oregon Coast
123(1)
First Day of the Future
124(1)
The Fundamental Project of Technology
125(2)
The Waking
127(3)
That Silent Evening
130(3)
FROM When One Has Lived a Long Time Alone 1990
The Tragedy of Bricks
133(2)
The Cat
135(2)
Oatmeal
137(2)
The Perch
139(2)
The Room
141(1)
Last Gods
142(2)
Farewell
144(2)
When One Has Lived a Long Time Alone
146(13)
FROM Imperfect Thirst 1994
My Mother's R & R
159(1)
The Man in the Chair
160(2)
The Cellist
162(2)
Running on Silk
164(2)
The Deconstruction of Emily Dickinson
166(2)
Sheffield Ghazal 4: Driving West
168(1)
Sheffield Ghazal 5: Passing the Cemetery
169(1)
Parkinson's Disease
170(2)
Rapture
172(2)
Flies
174(4)
Neverland
178

Excerpts

From What a Kingdom It Was 1960 First SongThen it was dusk in Illinois, the small boy After an afternoon of carting dung Hung on the rail fence, a sapped thing Weary to crying. Dark was growing tall And he began to hear the pond frogs all Calling on his ear with what seemed their joy.Soon their sound was pleasant for a boy Listening in the smoky dusk and the nightfall Of Illinois, and from the fields two small Boys came bearing cornstalk violins And they rubbed the cornstalk bows with resins And the three sat there scraping of their joy.It was now fine music the frogs and the boys Did in the towering Illinois twilight make And into dark in spite of a shoulder's ache A boy's hunched body loved out of a stalk The first song of his happiness, and the song woke His heart to the darkness and into the sadness of joy. Copyright 2000, 2001 by Galway Kinnell

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