Name: This we in the Back of the House (en Inglés)
Price: 25180.00 CLP
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Author: Sunderlin, Jacob
ISBN: 9781947817487

portada This we in the Back of the House (en Inglés)

Formato

Libro Físico

Autor

Jacob Sunderlin

Editorial

Saturnalia Books

Idioma

Inglés

N° páginas

120

Encuadernación

Tapa Blanda

Dimensiones

19.1 x 14.0 x 0.7 cm

Peso

0.13 kg.

ISBN13

9781947817487

Categorías

Estados unidos de américa
Poesía

This we in the Back of the House (en Inglés)

Jacob Sunderlin (Autor) · Saturnalia Books · Tapa Blanda

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Reseña del libro "This we in the Back of the House (en Inglés)"

Jacob Sunderlin's first book of poems is measured in long shifts, out of sight of customers, written out in bleach, cigarette butts, and cheers to that we who work in the back of the house. Poems written the way stock pots are scoured with steel wool, the way bricks are laid with violent precision and exhausted resignation. These poems were dreamed by a head stuck inside a cement mixer, drunk on the language of work and the spoken we language creates. This is not the romanticized imaginary " Midwest" exploited by cynical politicians but a lyrical and even occult working-class landscape. Its we is made gentle by listening, by being in garages with apple-juice jugs of antifreeze underneath a sky hazed by contrails in the shape of Randy Savage and bootlegged diamonds of anti-helicopter lights while Appetite for Destruction whispers from a pile of burning leaves. This we is made of brothers, of the teenage bricklayer scamming free nuggets from Mickey Dees. These poems are sharp but loving, spoken in the light of a Coleman lantern from a boombox spread out on a blanket down by a river Monsanto owns. This we rides in a 1957 Chevrolet Bel-Air left parked out in a shed, windows half-down.