Prop rockery /
Art is about something the way a cat is about the house, says Allen Grossman. This is abundantly true of Emily Rosko?s poems in Prop Rockery, a condition she defines with a quote from King Lear: a looped and windowed raggedness. And while this condition is pretend, and these poems are indeed virtuos...
Clasificación: | Libro Electrónico |
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Formato: | Electrónico eBook |
Idioma: | Inglés |
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Akron, Ohio :
University of Akron Press,
2012.
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Edición: | 1st ed. |
Colección: | Akron series in poetry
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Acceso en línea: | Texto completo |
Tabla de Contenidos:
- Cover
- Copyright
- Contents
- Acknowledgments
- Prologue
- [I]
- Prop Rockery
- [In thy dumb action will I be as perfect]
- [All with me's meet that I can fashion fit]
- And So It Was Done Riding the Horse Backward
- Troupe Song
- [Like boys unto a muss kings would start forth]
- [Time and the hour runs through the roughest day]
- [So that they seeme, and covet not to be]
- [II]
- [Accoutred as I was I plungèd in]
- Jib Riddle
- Tract Song
- Mare's Nest
- [The world is deceived with ornament]
- Bell, Book, and Candle
- [The lady stirs]
- The Suit, a Letter
- Rose
- Superstition
- [III]
- Siren Song
- A Tundra of Misapplications
- [The nature of bad news infects the teller]
- Timbered
- To Pasture
- Dispatch: At a Limp, Not at a Gallop
- Stuffed and Strung Up for the Birds
- [How easy is a bush supposed a bear]
- Aubade
- Cloudland
- Stock, Still
- [IV]
- [If they would yield us but the superfluity while it were wholesome]
- Monarchy
- [Yet let me have the substance rough, not the shadow]
- Solar Complaint
- Lunar Complaint
- [Cut is the branch that might have grown full straight]
- King of the Boars
- Two-Bit Song
- [But yet I run before my horse to market]
- [As I have done the rest of my misleaders]
- [V]
- Prop Rockery Reprised
- Albatross
- Accumulation Song
- A Final Procession for the Pattern Maker
- The Songless Ha-Ha
- [I was not made a horse]
- [I can drink with any tinker]
- [The juggler casteth a mist to work the closer]
- Ballad of the Face in the Rock
- [Let me be thought too busy in my fears]
- Finale
- Notes.