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|a Johnson, Christopher J
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|a Poems.
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|a &luckier /
|c Christopher J Johnson.
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|a Fort Collins, Colorado :
|b Center for Literary Publishing, Colorado State University,
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|a Baltimore, Md. :
|b Project MUSE,
|c 2016
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|a 1 online resource (76 pages).
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|a Cover; Contents; Lifestones; We have forgot our gods; Bach could hear the crickets; Do we pulse so strange; It occurred to me; I am unlike nothing; Somewhere beneath this dirt; And we ought to consider; The earth, the mountains move; What else?; What words there are; But all in all; What if what is to be has passed; I am not a plotter of would'ves; Where are the dead; The moth floundered; The ruined wall; Local Transits; Self Portrait; I am not sure if I am no one ; Having thumbs; Because everything; I have sat upon cafe walls; And what more can I give; What a lush world.
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|a Having shut the door on my extended factsI've hollowed out these lines; And with these tools; It is so. The devil . . .; I have kept, today, to myself; I know my death; Let's not bake bricks; I would rather somewhere I never; I am dark for -; Even though I have done my best; Atolls; This morning in my posture's stick; Ode to Ghosts (7th cranial muscle); Icebergs; I don't understand how the father; You might think it were made by the blackbirds; Fragment (1 -- 3) ; Fragment (4) ; On a photograph of yr face; I scoff and offend; The quick orchids my hopes is; Local Transits II.
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|a Not the falling stars of headlightsEasy to forget; All these ordeals of hips; Once my lover'd angel-tipped; And what of it; Not marble nor stained glass; They are just phantoms; The night may change us.
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|a In his first collection of poems, & luckier, Christopher J Johnson explores the depths to which we can know our most intimate friends, habits, and--even more so--selves. From a mosaic of coffee cups, dinner engagements, razors, walks around his city, and the wider realm of nature, the poet continually asks to what degree our lives can be understood, our joys engaged with, and our sorrows mitigated. In a voice that is at once contemporary and yet almost primal, these poems seek an affinity with the natural world, the passing of history, and the deepness and breadth of ancestry; they do not question the mystery of life, but ask rather how we have become separated from and might return to a more aware place within the frame of it. These are poems rich with metaphor and music, but also direct in their voice. Johnson exhibits a poetic tradition that--rather than employing academic allusions and direct personal statements--remains elusive in its use of the poetic "I." The reader is never certain if they are reading about the poet, their friends, or themselves.--Supplied by publisher.
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|a Project MUSE - 2016 Complete
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|a Project MUSE - 2016 Poetry, Fiction and Creative Non-Fiction
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