Rising, Falling, Hovering
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| Book: | Rising, Falling, Hovering |
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| Author: | C.D. Wright |
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| Publisher: | Copper Canyon Press |
Rising, Falling, Hovering is a work of profound social, political, and cultural consequence, a collection that uses experimental forms to climb within the unrest teeming around the world and inside the individual. “We are running on Aztec time,” she writes, “fifth and final cycle.”
In short lyrics and long sequences, Wright’s language is ever-sharpened with political ferocity as she overlays voices from the United States, Oaxaca, Baghdad, and the borderlands between nations, to reveal the human struggle for connection and justice during times of upheaval and grief.
If a body makes 1 centavo per chile picked or
5 cents for 50 chiles can Wal-Mex get it down to 3 cents. Pass the savings on to US.
Will they open a Supercenter in Falluja once it is pacified. Once the corpses
in the garden have decomposed. Once the wild dogs have finished off the bones.
Does the war never end. Is this the war of all against all.
Who will build the great wall between us, the illegals, the vigilantes, the
evangelicals…
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“C.D. Wright belongs to a school of exactly one.” —The New York Times Book Review
“Wright braids some of her most personal and intimate poetry to date with an extended meditation on the consequences of America’s contemporary stance toward other countries.” —Publishers Weekly, starred review
“C.D. Wright has an uncanny and characteristic reverence for both the vernacular and the esoteric, which leads to riveting and rare depictions of American culture…. It’s been a while since I read an entire book of poetry in rapture. After finishing Rising, Falling, Hovering, I was reminded of why I love the medium, what it can do.” —The Stranger (Seattle)
Deeply personal and politically ferocious, Rising, Falling, Hovering addresses the commonly felt crises of our times-from illegal immigration and the specific consequences of empire-building to the challenges of parenting and the honesty required of human relationships.
About the other night I know you are sorry I am sorry too We were tired Me
and my open-shut-case mouth You and your clockwork disciplines And I know it is
too far to go But we can’t leave it to the forces to rub out the color of the world
