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Title: Where I Live: New & Selected Poems 1990-2010
Author: Kumin, Maxine
ISBN: 9780393076493
Publisher: W. W. Norton & Company
Published: 2010
Binding: Regular Hardback
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 1397185
Publisher Description:
Here is a landmark collection celebrating the remarkable range of Maxine Kumin, one of America's greatest living poets. Where I Live gathers poems from five previous books, together with twenty-three new poems that pay homage to Kumin's farm life and also to poets of the past.
from "The Taste of Apple"
I could hardly see as he hoisted the great swaying body aloft
and bore it across the road to the hole and in the cold dark I poured
a libation of apple juice for the earth to welcome his corpse--
some drops spilled on his chestnut flank and some dribbled
on his cheek and splashed onto his yellow teeth as he lay
deep on one side and my hand shook--I could hardly see--
rocking my grief back and forth over this kind death
the taste of apple wasting in his mouth.
Author: Kumin, Maxine
ISBN: 9780393076493
Publisher: W. W. Norton & Company
Published: 2010
Binding: Regular Hardback
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 1397185
Publisher Description:
Here is a landmark collection celebrating the remarkable range of Maxine Kumin, one of America's greatest living poets. Where I Live gathers poems from five previous books, together with twenty-three new poems that pay homage to Kumin's farm life and also to poets of the past.
from "The Taste of Apple"
I could hardly see as he hoisted the great swaying body aloft
and bore it across the road to the hole and in the cold dark I poured
a libation of apple juice for the earth to welcome his corpse--
some drops spilled on his chestnut flank and some dribbled
on his cheek and splashed onto his yellow teeth as he lay
deep on one side and my hand shook--I could hardly see--
rocking my grief back and forth over this kind death
the taste of apple wasting in his mouth.
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