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Obit : poems /
After her mother died, poet Victoria Chang refused to write elegies. Rather, she distilled her grief during a feverish two weeks by writing scores of poetic obituaries for all she lost in the world. In this book, she writes of "the way memory gets up after someone has died and starts walking.&q...
| Clasificación: | Libro Electrónico |
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| Formato: | Electrónico eBook |
| Idioma: | Inglés |
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Port Townsend, Washington :
Copper Canyon Press,
[2020]
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| Acceso en línea: | Texto completo |
Tabla de Contenidos:
- My father's frontal lobe
- My mother
- Victoria Chang
- Voice mail
- Language
- My children, children
- Each time I write hope
- Language
- Future
- Civility
- My mother's lungs
- Privacy
- My mother's teeth
- I tell my children
- Friendships
- Gait
- Logic
- Optimism
- Ambition
- Chair
- Do you smell my cries?
- I tell my children
- Tears
- Memory
- Language
- Tomas Tranströmer
- Approval
- Sometimes all I have
- You don't need a thing
- Secrets
- Music
- Appetite
- Form
- Optimism
- I can't say with faith
- To love anyone
- Hands
- Oxygen
- Reason
- Home
- Memory
- I am a miner. the light burns blue
- Caretakers
- Subject matter
- Sadness
- Empathy
- Obituary writer
- Do you see the tree?
- Doctors
- Yesterday
- Grief
- Blame
- Time
- Today I show you
- Control
- Situation
- Obsession
- Clock
- Hope
- Head
- Blue dress - Hindsight
- Priest
- I put on a shirt
- Where do they find hope?
- Car
- My mother's favorite potted tree
- Similes
- Affection
- Home
- When a mother dies
- Bees
- Clothes
- Guilt
- Ocean
- Face
- My children say no
- Have you ever looked
- America
- I am ready to.