Only Sing
152 Uncollected Dream Songs
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- ¥1,700
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- ¥1,700
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The never-before-published poems of one of the greatest American poets, John Berryman.
John Berryman’s Dream Songs are arguably the funniest, saddest, most intricately wrought cycle of poems by an American in the twentieth century. They are also, more simply, the vibrantly sketched adventures of a uniquely American antihero named Henry. Henry falls in and out of love, and is in and out of the hospital; he sings of joy and desire, and of being at odds with the world. He is lustful; he is depressed.
The collected Dream Songs consists of 385 discrete poems, combining those from 77 Dream Songs, which was awarded the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry in 1965, and those from His Toy, His Dream, His Rest, which won the National Book Award for Poetry in 1969. But for Berryman, Henry lived on. Over the years, the poet wrote more than a hundred additional songs that didn’t make it into the various published editions of the songs. As elucidated by Shane McCrae in the introduction to this edition, Berryman hoped that readers might slot these unpublished poems in among the rest.
Only Sing, which includes both finished poems and drafts, isn’t merely the scraps left on a cutting room floor; it is a continuation of the epic cycle, an additional set of poems that crack language open, an extension of Berryman’s brilliant account of madness shot through with searing insight.
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This brilliant collection of previously unpublished poems from Berryman's Dream Songs cycle is proof, as Shane McCrae writes in the introduction, that he "understood his epic to be complete, but he did not believe that its completeness could have only one form." For McCrae, Henry—Berryman's alter-ego in the Songs—"is a hero for a disenchanted nation, from which once-common beliefs have mostly fled." It's extraordinary to reencounter that voice—at once comic, tragic, and heartbreaking—across the span of these poems, many of which achieve the heights of those that established Berryman's stellar reputation. The entries exhibit the familiar lurch from high to low and disordered and disjointed syntax. Among the finest are elegies for other poets, such as Louis MacNeice and Delmore Schwartz, which affectingly turn toward melancholy, "Over the dark miles I seize in my hand/ his, and with him I hope she slept/ the grimy night gone by," or woundable romanticism, "where once we risked the rest of it on love/ where once somewhat now we grow bewildered & hardened—but not good enough." Courtly, profound, and irresistible, this is a gift for readers already tuned into Huffy Henry and those new to Berryman's essential American songbook.
