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Nerve Squall
Nerve Squall is a field guide like no other, a surreal handbook to a landscape at the crossroads of meteorology and neurology, where the electrical storms without and the electrical impulses within converge.
Legris’s fascination with weather, ghosts and brain disorders is the starting point for a collection of poetry that ensures you’ll never look at nature the same way again. You’ll find snow golems and ghost cats, and a sky filled with fish swimming the winds of a storm. And you’ll find a haunted terrain where the natural world becomes an allegory for our most intimate fears.
Despite their dark and often cinematic approach, these poems are also tinged with a sly, apocalyptic wit that can’t help but laugh as the sky falls.
Nerve Squall is a vital exploration of the symbiosis of storm, nerve and language, a sure-handed guide to the end of the world.
Legris’s fascination with weather, ghosts and brain disorders is the starting point for a collection of poetry that ensures you’ll never look at nature the same way again. You’ll find snow golems and ghost cats, and a sky filled with fish swimming the winds of a storm. And you’ll find a haunted terrain where the natural world becomes an allegory for our most intimate fears.
Despite their dark and often cinematic approach, these poems are also tinged with a sly, apocalyptic wit that can’t help but laugh as the sky falls.
Nerve Squall is a vital exploration of the symbiosis of storm, nerve and language, a sure-handed guide to the end of the world.
- GenresPoetry
128 pages, Paperback
First published October 19, 2001
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August 3, 2016
I'm no poet. I think it would take a poet to properly review this book.
Brilliant.
Invasive.
Spellbinding.
Discomfiting.
On-point.
I love reading a book where I feel what the prize jury must have felt. Yes, yes, yes, you think while reading. You have to put the book down 'cause you can't be there in that space, because that space is stultifying grey cloud, that space is migraine, that space is a darkness but not nearly dark enough because any light is a sign that you're still alive when it might be better not to be.
I recommend this book to: poets, sufferers of chronic illness and/or pain, anyone who has ever had a migraine, readers who love the sky in their poetry, anyone who values a metaphor carried through so consistently it makes you wonder if you'll ever say anything smart again.
Brilliant.
Invasive.
Spellbinding.
Discomfiting.
On-point.
I love reading a book where I feel what the prize jury must have felt. Yes, yes, yes, you think while reading. You have to put the book down 'cause you can't be there in that space, because that space is stultifying grey cloud, that space is migraine, that space is a darkness but not nearly dark enough because any light is a sign that you're still alive when it might be better not to be.
I recommend this book to: poets, sufferers of chronic illness and/or pain, anyone who has ever had a migraine, readers who love the sky in their poetry, anyone who values a metaphor carried through so consistently it makes you wonder if you'll ever say anything smart again.
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February 17, 2010I'm getting a headache. I think that's the point.
July 28, 2010
Interesting ideas, but most of the books seems ready to be condensed down to just a few poems. I understand the premise, but get tired of reading this sort of thing after a few pages.
May 27, 2015
great concept, I didn't feel she married poetry & neurology quite successfully, unfortunately.
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