Dress like you care! Eat like you care! Care like you care!
You don't think apples just grow on trees, do you?
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A fish taps a clam against a bony knob of coral to crack its shell -
which demonstrates intelligence yes, but is the fish pleased with itself?
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Alone in your crib, you form syllables.
Are you happy when one is like another?
Add yourself to yourself.
Now you have someone
Rae Armantrout has always taken pleasure in uncertainties and conundrums, the tricky nuances of language and feeling. In Conjure that pleasure is matched by dread; fascination meets fear as the poet considers the emergence of new life (twin granddaughters) into an increasingly toxic the Amazon smolders, children are caged or die crossing rivers and oceans, and weddings make convenient targets for drone strikes. These poems explore the restless border between self and non-self and ask us to look with new eyes at what we're doing.
Rae Armantrout is an American poet generally associated with the Language poets. Armantrout was born in Vallejo, California but grew up in San Diego. She has published ten books of poetry and has also been featured in a number of major anthologies. Armantrout currently teaches at the University of California, San Diego, where she is Professor of Poetry and Poetics.
On March 11, 2010, Armantrout was awarded the 2009 National Book Critics Circle Award for her book of poetry Versed published by the Wesleyan University Press, which had also been nominated for the National Book Award. The book later earned the 2010 Pulitzer Prize for Poetry. Armantrout’s most recent collection, Money Shot, was published in February 2011. She is the recipient of numerous other awards for her poetry, including most recently an award in poetry from the Foundation for Contemporary Arts in 2007 and a Guggenheim Fellowship in 2008.
I loved these poems although I was unable to make the connections described in the blurb. My failure. Nevertheless, I loved the language and the inventiveness of thought. Each poem was like a little puzzle and yet at the same time already completed.
Altogether, I was touched, amused, and continually fascinated.
Maybe I'm dumb, but there wasn't enough tangibility to the poems. I wanted to touch the images but it was all half finished thoughts. I felt like most of the poems would be better in essays too.
I'm on an Armantrout kick to finish the year. This is possibly too much of her poetry at once when it should be parceled out more thoughtfully throughout the year. First off I like Armantrout. Kind of objectivist/languagey in execution, but really short repetitive forms. Her poems are almost always more question than deptermination. A lot of them are in three-stanza chunks which tend to go: situation one, situation two, uneasy resolution/question arising out of their confluence. ? If you're being reductive that will do. Anyway, these more recent collections have a decent eye on the zeitgeist.
This is one of the best books of poetry I've ever read. It's serious yet playful, erudite yet economical. The wordplay/puzzle is never the end, it always has a point.
I'll be keeping it on my shelf to read again in the future, great read.
Didn't love this. Still dislike giving poetry books less than 3 stars on GR bc of how few people read (real) poetry. (alas!) However, my eyes glazed over for most this book. Lot of loose threads, making the reader do more work than expected /not offering enough footholds.
I love that Nick Cave gave such a glowing review of Armantrout’s work; and I love that, when she acknowledged this in a podcast interview, she called him “Nick Cage.”
carries the kind of phenomenological self-reflexivity / skepticism expected of language poetry, but feels a bit too respectful in its archness, though loved the glimmers of withdrawn reflection