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1 online resource (72 pages) |
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polychrome |
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text file |
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Poems. |
Contents |
Untouch -- After -- Inside-out -- On hold -- Gap -- You can't, always -- Aubade with hold music -- The chair -- Hay, we're on fire! -- lucid -- i have one or two regrets & -- Sometimes I dream America -- Somebody else's shoes -- Lines -- Maze -- Where we go -- Stranding -- An inventory of potions in tanka -- Ethics for a millennial homebody -- OK -- mole -- How I hate Pokémon but I can show restraint and just talk about my adolescence -- Peanuts -- Counterstrike -- The eating of sorrow -- Husk -- fever -- Away we go -- Distance -- Sissy as an elephant -- 23andMe -- Postcard from your obese lover -- Up here -- Stones -- Sonnet for a towerblock -- Since -- Mydriatic -- Tropes -- Rabbit -- Export -- Fractures -- In the next life -- Boomerang -- I shed kilos reading Cioran in the mall -- Foreign attraction -- Taxing the ghost -- mama scarecrow -- Owling -- Notes. |
Summary |
"In lieu of flowers, bring weeds. Elizabeth Morton's poems look unflinchingly at a raw and unstable world - the crash, the aftermath, the comeback, 'the black heat at the centre of things'. The poems in Morton's second collection are charged with a visceral energy. This is poetry as incantation: an intense, larger-than-life, tactile experience. Underneath the surface of the contemporary world of Poke mon, The Cosby Show and hospital cubicles, the reader is drawn into a dreamscape of creeks and bogs, a fiery meadow and the guts of the sea. A blindman circles a Minotaur; a black horse rides through the pages. As the reader finds handholds within Morton's poems, they may trace a dislocation between the voices here and the worlds into which they're thrown - a strangely askew New Zealand, a mythological America, in liminal spaces where identity and meaning become blurred and uncertain. Jammed full of want, need, despair, love and politics, these are poems of archaeology and identity - where will we dig for our selves? By what names are we called? By whom are we known? This is darkly funny, unsettling writing that strips all the meat from the bones." --Provided by publisher. |
Local Note |
eBooks on EBSCOhost EBSCO eBook Subscription Academic Collection - North America |
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New Zealand poetry.
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New Zealand poetry. |
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Electronic books.
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Poetry.
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Poetry.
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Added Title |
Poems. Selections.
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Other Form: |
Print version: Morton, Elizabeth, 1985- Poems. Selections. This is your real name. Dunedin, New Zealand : Otago University Press, 2019 9781988531922 (OCoLC)1141951213 |
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9781988592459 (electronic book) |
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1988592453 (electronic book) |
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9781988531922 |
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1988531926 |
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