A Daughter's Latitude: New & Selected PoemsCopper Canyon Press, 1999 - 259 páginas Enriched by a lifetime of travel across the United States and Asia, Karen Swenson exposes local genius and folly - in all its moral ambiguity - with sardonic humor, pathos, and hope. In A Daughter's Latitude, Swenson combines new poems with work from four previous volumes, including the 1993 National Poetry Series winner, The Landlady in Bangkok. Tough-minded yet accessible and good-spirited, this thirty-year retrospective highlights one of the most original and engaging poets writing today. |
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... never enough , only a bare sketch , and you , with mascara and lipstick , paint in the women never filled . Cold Hands Warm Heart Every winter Friday before dancing school 56.
... never enough , only a bare sketch , and you , with mascara and lipstick , paint in the women never filled . Cold Hands Warm Heart Every winter Friday before dancing school 56.
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... never more or less , never destroyed or made , always transplanted – bloom to the blundering litter of autumn and there is a slow leak of energy a soft hiss in the tire of the universe and it is true that in each metamorphosis a little ...
... never more or less , never destroyed or made , always transplanted – bloom to the blundering litter of autumn and there is a slow leak of energy a soft hiss in the tire of the universe and it is true that in each metamorphosis a little ...
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... never stroked me , only paper which grew buildings for him - the supporting arm of a buttress , embraces of arches - arthritic now , wind round each other like the barber stripes on a Venetian pillar . There was a boy , in the seventh ...
... never stroked me , only paper which grew buildings for him - the supporting arm of a buttress , embraces of arches - arthritic now , wind round each other like the barber stripes on a Venetian pillar . There was a boy , in the seventh ...
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