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PublisherOmnidawn Publishing

ISBN-101632430568

ISBN-139781632430564

eBay Product ID (ePID)242641263

Product Key Features

Book TitleStrata

Number of Pages80 Pages

LanguageEnglish

TopicWomen Authors, European / General, General

Publication Year2018

GenrePoetry

AuthorEwa Chrusciel

FormatTrade Paperback

Dimensions

Item Height0.3 in

Item Weight4.7 Oz

Item Length8.9 in

Item Width6 in

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Intended AudienceTrade

LCCN2017-052619

SynopsisIn Ewa Chrusciel's first book in English, Strata, an exile's memories are . . . at once a rapture of possession (of being possessed) and defeatingly untotalizable. Strata is . . . a tumultuous revelation of how much of the past there still is, right here in the near flight of letters, and of the burn of being in time at all, the difficulty of catching up with oneself in a universe that is never one, but always scattered. Strata is a book of concuspiscences, of combings for pleasures, yes, but even more for the Sacred Book it wants to be. In its every line, it shows that the rhapsodic is the right approach to the truth about the world. -from the foreword by Calvin Bedient Praise for Ewa Chrusciel's poetry "With a wonderful insistence, each phrase in Ewa Chrusciel's prose poetry can be experienced as a moment of transition, of what Emerson would have called a darting aim. "Whenever we visited, my grandfather would put his chair on the road and wait," Chrusciel writes. "Kraina na Bosaka. We were the apparition of deer. Pray, why chase each stalk of wounded light?"' -Tony Brinkley, Boston Review, In Ewa Chrusciel's first book in English, Strata, an exile's memories are . . . at once a rapture of possession (of being possessed) and defeatingly untotalizable. Strata is . . . a tumultuous revelation of how much of the past there still is, right here in the near flight of letters, and of the burn of being in time at all, the difficulty of catching up with oneself in a universe that is never one, but always scattered. Strata is a book of concuspiscences, of combings for pleasures, yes, but even more for the Sacred Book it wants to be. In its every line, it shows that the rhapsodic is the right approach to the truth about the world. --from the foreword by Calvin Bedient Praise for Ewa Chrusciel's poetry "With a wonderful insistence, each phrase in Ewa Chrusciel's prose poetry can be experienced as a moment of transition, of what Emerson would have called a darting aim. "Whenever we visited, my grandfather would put his chair on the road and wait," Chrusciel writes. "Kraina na Bosaka. We were the apparition of deer. Pray, why chase each stalk of wounded light?"' --Tony Brinkley, Boston Review

LC Classification NumberPS3603.H78A6 2018