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Shippy Peter Jay <1961-> |
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Thieves' Latin [[electronic resource] ] : poems / / by Peter Jay Shippy |
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Iowa City, : University of Iowa Press, c2003 |
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Descrizione fisica |
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1 online resource (101 p.) |
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Collana |
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American poetry |
American literature |
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Lingua di pubblicazione |
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Materiale a stampa |
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Monografia |
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Note generali |
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"Winner of the Iowa poetry prize." |
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Nota di contenuto |
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America, USA; Part One; The Special People; Crocodiles Shed Their Tears When Devouring Francis Bacon; Why Is the Crow a Harmful Bird?; Stars by Children; When Alice Coltrane Calls; Transgenic Laureate; Ether Talk; Two Stans Eat; M axEr nst; Bunnyman, an Elegy; No One Understands Who I Really Am So I Will Wear CopperCladding, Oxidize, Turn Green and Blend in with the Trees; Reykjavik; Me My Dog and Our Pornography; The Skidding of Tottie Coughdrop; Flying on Instruments; Weathercast; Part Two; Was Postmodern; Ack-Ack; Nauman's PsalmBook; The Bowling Pin Forest; Buzzcocked; Sehnsuch |
AwfrgawdsakesNiagara, Niagara; Eskimo Is Lucien; Walking with Planck; What Is an Antidote?; Novemberite; Dik-Dik; Alack; Fink; Not the Kind of Poem Found in the Japanese Editionof Tiger Beat or the Ballad of the Bodiless Man; Alien Immigrant; Crack; Part Three; Little Poe Station; America: Before the Last War; Dogs Resembling Their Owners; Caught between the Twisted Stars; Portrait of God on Work Release; It Ain't Boasting If . . .; Mandelstam Space Station Down; The Baudelaire Hospital & Grill; Me I Disconnect from You; Earth Is a Lonely Town; Architecture and Morality |
Page One Thousand Three Hundred and Thirty-NineFinally We Are No One; Inhaler |
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Sommario/riassunto |
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"Ah, writ happens." Like the con men who rely on thieves' Latin to ply their trade, the poems in Peter Jay Shippy's award-winning collection |
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don't play well with other poems. They are difficult. They rave. They are unsettling and blunt. They crash cars and ride tsunamis and hitch rides on tugs. They also provide a contemporary, ironic, and tender view of America, all the while layering wordplay, cleverness, and sentiment. |
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