A Night in Brooklyn: Poems
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| Rating | : | 4.25 (762 Votes) |
| Asin | : | 0375712216 |
| Format Type | : | paperback |
| Number of Pages | : | 96 Pages |
| Publish Date | : | 2014-07-17 |
| Language | : | English |
DESCRIPTION:
"Time-Lapse Lives & Loves" according to Hilary Sideris. In this gorgeous collection, D. Nurkse gives us a Brooklyn we both know and don't know, a mythic borough laden with the past but intricately layered and alive, like an unfolding time-lapse bud. The title poem operates like a compact and intimate creation story: "We undid a button,/turned out the light,/and in that narrow bed/we built the great city--/water towers, cisterns,/hot asphalt roofs, parks,/septic tanks, arterial roads" The city begins to sprawl like uncontrollable desire, then returns to the lovers at daybreak, to be dismantled: "and we had to take it all to pieces/for there could be only one Brooklyn."Nurkse's speakers are . Athena said Five Stars. Rich and realistic while feeling the scene and emotions of the writers - clearly Bushwick.. A Night in Brooklyn One of the truly great poets of his generation. This is D. Nurkse's finest work to date, and I recommend this book most highly.
. D. His recent prizes include a Literature Award from the American Academy of Arts and Letters and a Guggenheim Fellowship. A former poet laureate of Brooklyn, he has also written widely on human rights. NURKSE is the author of nine previous books of poetry
. NURKSE is the author of nine previous books of poetry. A former poet laureate of Brooklyn, he has also written widely on human rights. About the Author D. His recent prizes include a Literature Award from the American Academy of Arts and Letters and a Guggenheim Fellowship
His exploration of this almost mythic city past is combined with a sense of the future speeding toward us—the ongoing riddle of time and being in a larger universe. Here Nurkse brings alive the particular details that shape a life, in this case unique to the world of Brooklyn—a job at the Arnold Grill, “topping off drafts with a paddle” for the truckers who came in; the deaf white alley cat that mysteriously survived the winter on a stoop in Bensonhurst; the narrow bed where young love took place; the wild gardens behind the tenements. D. Which disaster, I wondered, sexual or geological? But I was shy: her beauty was like a language she didn’t speak and had never heard. And she who was driving said, We know the coming disaster intimately but the present is unknowable. Fr