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Title: Black Lab
Author: Young, David
ISBN: 9780375711299
Publisher: Knopf
Published: 2007
Binding: Book
Language: English
Condition: Used: Very Good
Clean, unmarked copy with some edge wear. Good binding. Dust jacket included if issued with one. We ship in recyclable American-made mailers. 100% money-back guarantee on all orders.
Poetry 1417686
Publisher Description:
David Young, the distinguished poet and translator, offers us a gorgeous cycle of poems attuned to the Midwestern seasons--to weather both emotional and actual. A writer of thrilling invention and humanity, Young beckons the reader into an effortless proximity with the fox at the field's edge, with the chattering crow and the startling first daffodils of spring. In his tour of both exterior and interior landscapes, the poet scatters his father's ashes and remembers losing his wife, Chloe, to cancer, a loss at times still fresh after several decades; pays homage to the wisdom of the Chinese masters whose aesthetic has helped shape his own; and reflects on the gladdening qualities of a walk in a snowstorm with his black labrador, Nemo:
and in this snowfall that I should detest,
late March and early April, I'm still rapt
to see his coat so constellated, starred, re-starred,
making a comic cosmos I can love.
Young's expert shaping of this world in which, as he writes, "We're never going to get God right. But we / learn to love all our failures on the way," becomes for the reader a fresh experience of life's mysterious goodness and of the abundant pleasure of the language that embodies it.
Author: Young, David
ISBN: 9780375711299
Publisher: Knopf
Published: 2007
Binding: Book
Language: English
Condition: Used: Very Good
Clean, unmarked copy with some edge wear. Good binding. Dust jacket included if issued with one. We ship in recyclable American-made mailers. 100% money-back guarantee on all orders.
Poetry 1417686
Publisher Description:
David Young, the distinguished poet and translator, offers us a gorgeous cycle of poems attuned to the Midwestern seasons--to weather both emotional and actual. A writer of thrilling invention and humanity, Young beckons the reader into an effortless proximity with the fox at the field's edge, with the chattering crow and the startling first daffodils of spring. In his tour of both exterior and interior landscapes, the poet scatters his father's ashes and remembers losing his wife, Chloe, to cancer, a loss at times still fresh after several decades; pays homage to the wisdom of the Chinese masters whose aesthetic has helped shape his own; and reflects on the gladdening qualities of a walk in a snowstorm with his black labrador, Nemo:
and in this snowfall that I should detest,
late March and early April, I'm still rapt
to see his coat so constellated, starred, re-starred,
making a comic cosmos I can love.
Young's expert shaping of this world in which, as he writes, "We're never going to get God right. But we / learn to love all our failures on the way," becomes for the reader a fresh experience of life's mysterious goodness and of the abundant pleasure of the language that embodies it.
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