wyrd] bird / Claire Marie Stancek.

Format:

Book

Author/Creator:

Stancek, Claire Marie, author.

Contributor:

Laura Jan Meyerson Poetry Fund.

Standardized Title:

Works. Selections

Language:

English

Subjects (All):

American poetry--21st century.

American poetry.

Physical Description:

83 pages : illustrations ; 23 cm

Place of Publication:

Oakland, California : Omnidawn Publishing, 2020.

Summary:

"Wyrd] bird grapples with the impossibility and necessity of affirming mystical experience in a world fraught with ecological and individual loss. It is at once a book-length lyric essay on the 12th-century German mystic, Hildegard of Bingen, a dream journal, fragmentary notebook, collection of poems, and scrapbook of photographic ephemera. Stancek follows Hildegard as a guide through an underworld of climate catastrophe and political violence populated by figures from Milton's Eve to the biblical Satan to Keats's hand. The book deconstructs a Western tradition of good and evil by rereading, cross-questioning, and upsetting some of that tradition's central poetic texts. Refusing and confusing dualistic logic, wyrd] bird searches out an expression of visionary experience that remains rooted in the body, a mode of questioning that echoes out into further questioning, and a cry of elegiac loss that grips, stubbornly, onto love"-- Provided by publisher.

Contents:

Machine generated contents note: I Slept With My Book Open

Hildegard Of Bingen Writes Frequently Of "Green Vigor"

& Our Song Comes On Despite The Turned Back

Then You Left And All The Spirits With You

And In A Dream I Saw Blood

Sometimes The Visionary Epiphany Is A Simple One

I Had A Heaviness In All My Limbs

When Hildegard Mixes Metaphors

Listen Again: Indescribable Beyond

Whose Soul Were Words

In The World By Breaking She

In An Antiphon For Divine Wisdom

When Layers Of Consciousness Are Stripped Away

But Sleep Is Another Ecstasy

The Person In The Window Seat Smacks Closed The Shade

Coughed Up On An Air Gust I Heard

In Paradise Lost, The Archangel Raphael

In Times, Notes Night

It's Through The Body That We Come To Understand Language

"Where?"

And I Saw An Ungainly Pigeon Flap From Railing To Railing

Bluff Them, Dawn All Slabs Flashing Wild

All Down The Word Magical

Hildegard Of Bingen Writes, I Am Taught Inwardly

That For Which I Yearned Seems Far Away From Me Now

With Sickness In My Spirit I Sit

Intoth

Ofthewayhermoonpoem, Anothergreendense

I Dreamt That We Grasped Air

Out From Sleep's Dewdark Corridors

Moon Letter

What Would It Mean To Write An Utterly Embodied Book?

The Violences Shore

In A Vision Hildegard Of Bingen Hears The Voice Of Her Mother

I Don't Believe In "Satan" Exactly

The Word Reverie, Like The Word Cleave

Mary Robinson Suffered From Chronic Pain

Pain, Ill, Feathersintimesbutnot

And We Wept, As Though Together

But Why Should Even The Color Red

And Again, I Say The Word So Loud In My Head

And I Saw The Morning Light Making A Membrane

I Woke At 4 And Believed That All Of My Thoughts Were Little Bloody Teeth

Wintergreen Verge] Verged Ongoing

Sensesmadeturns

Between The Ear, O Wax Hands

Times I Almost Text You

And I Saw Massive, Tank-Like Machines

What Emptiness

Your Voice On The Phone Against Cloud-Flung Sky Of Blue

The Moon Splits Into Two Moons

From Turbulence, What?

Bornaparadisecreaturetremble, Railing, City, Shaking

Again, Blood

The Word Worms Through The Bloodthick

Exhaust Exhalations

The Concept Of Divine Providence Suggests

You Said The Word Reverie

And I Saw A Cop Videotaping The Protest

From Outside, I See A Bird In The Office Building

John Donne Understood That The Gaze Is A Physical Thing

The Book Fell Into My Hands

Words Mud In

As Light Strangling Eyes

Through One Long Suspended Sentence, Eve.

Local Notes:

Acquired for the Penn Libraries with assistance from the Laura Jan Meyerson Poetry Fund.

ISBN:

9781632430847

1632430843

OCLC:

1145099896

Publisher Number:

99986101507