The Carrying
Poems
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Publisher Description
NBCC Award Winner: "The narrative lyrics in this remarkable collection . . . could stand as compressed stories about anxiety and the body." —The New York Times
Vulnerable, tender, acute, these are serious poems, brave poems, exploring with honesty the ambiguous moment between the rapture of youth and the grace of acceptance. A daughter tends to aging parents. A woman struggles with infertility—"What if, instead of carrying / a child, I am supposed to carry grief?"—and a body seized by pain and vertigo as well as ecstasy. A nation convulses: "Every song of this country / has an unsung third stanza, something brutal." And still National Book Award finalist Ada Limón shows us, as ever, the persistence of hunger, love, and joy, the dizzying fullness of our too-short lives. "Fine then, / I'll take it," she writes. "I'll take it all."
"Gorgeous, thought-provoking . . . simple, striking images." —Publishers Weekly (starred review)
"Exquisite." —The Washington Post
"Pitch-perfect . . . full of poems to savor and share . . . She writes with remarkable directness about painful experiences normally packaged in euphemism and, in doing so, invites the readers to enter a world where abundant joy exists alongside and simultaneous to loss." —Minneapolis Star-Tribune
Winner of the National Book Critics Circle Award for Poetry
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"I will/ never get over making everything/ such a big deal," declares Lim n (Bright Dead Things) in her gorgeous, thought-provoking fifth collection, in which small moments convey "the strange idea of continuous living." Materialist rather than metaphysical, these poems are deeply concerned with interconnectedness: "my/ body is not just my body." Flora and fauna suffuse these poems, and the green-ness is almost overwhelming, but Lim n duly confronts life's difficulties. "It's taken/ a while for me to admit, I'm in a raging battle/ with my body," she writes, facing bouts of vertigo and struggling to conceive a child: "perhaps the only thing I can make// is love and art." She also tackles such social ills as misogyny, racism, and war. In "A New National Anthem," she writes, "the truth is, every song of this country/ has an unsung third stanza, something brutal/ snaking underneath." Lim n's typically tight narrative lyrics feature simple, striking images, ("Women gathered in paisley scarves with rusty iced tea"), and her unsettling dream poems avoid becoming exercises in surrealism. Four "letter-poems" to poet Natalie Diaz also demonstrate versatility, shifting into looser meditations that sprawl across the page. "I live my life half afraid, and half shouting/ at the trains when they thunder by," Lim n claims, but this fearless collection shows a poet that can appreciate life's surprises.
