- Title: The Beauty: Poems
- Author: Jane Hirshfield
- ISBN: 9780385351072
- Page: 186
- Format: Hardcover
The Beauty, an incandescent new collection from one of American poetry s most distinctive and essential voices, opens with a series of dappled, ranging My poems My Skeleton, My Corkboard, My Species, My Weather using materials sometimes familiar, sometimes unexpected, to explore the magnitude, singularity, and permeability of our shared existence With a pen faiThe Beauty, an incandescent new collection from one of American poetry s most distinctive and essential voices, opens with a series of dappled, ranging My poems My Skeleton, My Corkboard, My Species, My Weather using materials sometimes familiar, sometimes unexpected, to explore the magnitude, singularity, and permeability of our shared existence With a pen faithful to the actual yet dipped at times in the ink of the surreal, Hirshfield considers the inner and outer worlds we live in yet are not confined by reflecting on advice given her long ago to avoid the word or she concludes, Now I too am sixty There was no other life Hirshfield s lines cut, as always, directly to the heart of human experience Her robust affirmation of choice even amid inevitability, her tender consciousness of the unjudging beauty of what exists, her abiding contemplation of our moral, societal, and biological intertwinings, sustain poems that tune and retune the keys of a life For this poet, Zero Plus Anything Is a World Hirshfield s riddling recipes for that world add salt to hunger add time to trees offer a profoundly altered understanding of our lives losses and additions, and of the small and larger beauties we so often miss.
Recent Comments "The Beauty: Poems"
Reading Hirshfield is like eating the simplest fruit, ripened to perfection, from the tree where it grew, but there's a complexity of flavor there, like a bee snuck in one grain of pepper where only nectar should run, and you can't quite place that strangeness on your tongue, you can't quite understand some of it, then it's gone and all you taste is the utter beauty of this thing a poet can make.
I read these poems because the book was named as a finalist for the National Book Award.Poetry is very subjective and just because I didn't love these poems doesn't mean you won't. I feel like this poet sits around by herself and muses on things, then writes those thoughts down and calls them poetry. Some of the time this is very successful, such as "My Skeleton," about the changing nature of her relationship with her physical body - her bones, her skin, her strength.In other situations I found [...]
A collection I will definitely purchase for my collection --poems that convolute and resolve, stretch the form, breathe a startling freshness into everyday things.Notable poems:p. 14 My Corkboardp. 24 In a Room with Many Windowsp. 42 Mop without Stickp. 47 Like the Small Hole by the Path Side Something Lives Inp. 63 I Wanted Only a Littlep. 71 As a Hammer Speaks to a Nail
If you had told me I would have enjoyed this collection after the first few poems, I would have thrown a fit. By the end, I was taken in by Hirshfield's language. Not every poem hits its mark. And some of them are just a bit too flowery, crystal worshipping. But the strong poems are really strong.
Jane Hirshfield is now 60. It's a great gift to be have been reading and loving her work for over 23 years. Same themes, same sense of balance, weight and precision, but more of an awareness of aging and death. And love that lasts, in its various forms. This is a book I love the way I love an old friend: with gladness and a sense of comfort that we are living in the same world.
Like all Hirshfield's poems, I take my time reading them--she packs so much in such small spaces! I've marked at least half of these poems with one or two stars in the index (my personal system), and I've underlined countless lines. She's amazing!
A beautiful collection of poems grounded in daily life and in reflection back on the nature of experience; of memory; of unique and shared meaning. I loved it.One poem:A Cottony FateLong ago, someonetold me: avoid or.It troubles the mindas a held-out piece of meat disturbs a dog.Now I too am sixty.There was no other life.
The new collection by this powerfully insightful poet engages the reader.The first section are a series of "MY" poems, such as My Weather, My Sandwich, etc.These are quietly amusing images. Many clean, sharp observations of ordinaryobjects that turn into meditations. One section is called Twelve Pebbles in whichthere are many short, haiku-like poems that are piquant. All her powers are atplay here. A very wise and thoughtful collection.
read slowly, savor lines like:Like the small hole by the path-side something lives in,in me are lives I do not know the names of,& poems like this:A Cottony FateLong ago, someonetold me: avoid or.It troubles the mindas a held-out piece of meat disturbs a dog.Now I too am sixty.There was no other life.
I can't wait to re-read this when I have a cold, in winter, when Chicagoans are outside doing dibs for their parking spaces. This and the peoplescapes of Piero della Francesca, Hirshfield knows intimately.
What elegant poems! Hirshfield has the gift to connect the unconnected into a wisdom, into a beauty, elegance.Her poems are short meditations and crystallized mists. Reading them I can now read and understand the runes. Highly recommended.
Jane Hirshfield never disappoints---although the poems in the first and last sections were the strongest. The entire collection exudes a Zen influence, using nature and the commonplace to find an emotional and spiritual resignation or reconciliation with the Way of the world.
The poems in this book are a balm for a troubled time. Hirsjhfield's metaphors are fresh, beautiful, but very accessible.
I'm a huge Jane Hirshfield fan and her latest book does not disappoint. Extraordinary!
similar to "after" solid, somber perspective shifting poetry with attention to the materiality of language
You ate the stories of others / because your own were already inside /you and you were still hungry
Another finely tuned collection from one of my favorite poets. "The One Not Chosen" is particularly poignant.
Lovely. I have always been a fan of Hirshfield's poetry, she's my kind of poet; even though sometimes she's quite the language poet, to be honest but I learn from that she does it so well.
Beautiful and thought-provoking as ever, another amazing collection by Jane. Some poems seemed more purposely opaque than Jane usual writes, but overall still an amazing and moving collection!
Beautiful, sharp, precise--a wonderful collection of poems.
Cryptic and thoughtful and spare, these poems consistently draw meaning and connections from the reader. Sometimes I was at a loss, but then an hour later I would re-engage and connect the enigmatic thoughts over the gaps between lines. Nearly every poem had an unfamiliar word that I was compelled to look up(chthonic, aplysia, quipu, souks, flensed): and I am notified weekly, by the Grammarly app, that I use unusual words and have a larger vocabulary than 99 percent of Grammarly users. Hirshfiel [...]
Not my cup of tea. I'm too straightforward for most poetry to appeal to me and this was no exception. I get extremely frustrated when I'm following along, good, good, beautiful imagery, nice symbolism and then BAM - last line or stanza and I'm completely lost. It's as if I am reading half of a poem and the author is keeping the other half to herself and not connecting the dots so I can fully understand what she's seeing and saying with her words. Not my cup of tea.
I love when artist turn ordinary objects into items so profound they live on their own with a purpose that is important to all of life. I have a few of her other collections, but this one dug so deep it had me questioning my own mortality and purpose in life. Her imagery and words gripped me in ways I hadn't expected. What a fabulous book of poems.
My SandwichSo many thingsYou’d not have thought ofUntil they were given. Even the simpleA cottage cheese sandwich,A herons contractable neck. You eat. You look. Then you look back and it’s over. This life. This flood-unbargained for as lasting love was-of lasting oddness. -Jane Hirshfield
"This life. This flood—unbargained for as lasting love was—of lasting oddness."my favorite poems:- mosquito- a well runs out of thirst- cellophane: an assay- ordinary rain. every leaf is wet.- in a kitchen where mushrooms were washed- like the small hole by the path-side something lives on- i wanted only a little
Beautiful, though I didn't connect with these poems in the same way that I've connected with Hirshfield poems. They went into my head and out again; I haven't found myself reciting bits and pieces of them. I'm re-reading it. Perhaps I read it too quickly the first time?
From this moment of existence we are always gazing into another that has not arrived yet, she said or something like that. There is hope in this. And there is folly. Do our feet really touch the earth or are we just the hat lifted from some routine-bound dowager head bent to the wind? Are we the lost thing, no longer beautiful or relevant, nothing but tangled ribbons and cracked straw, tumbling away toward the cliff? The old woman watches us go and thinks, damn, I liked that hat. None of this ha [...]
It's probably brilliant, but I didn't enjoy it. Picked it up to read because of a snippet I read of her "I Carry A Card."
Just not my cup of tea
Most of this poetry is pretty inaccessible. Sure, there’s some beauty in it, but it’s just not really my cup of tea.
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