Mummyjihad / Earl Fowler.

Format:

Book

Author/Creator:

Fowler, Earl, author.

Contributor:

Mirolla, Michael, 1948- editor.

Series:

Essential poets ; 273.

Essential poets series ; 273

Language:

English

Subjects (All):

Local authors.

Local Subjects:

Local authors.

Genre:

Poetry.

Physical Description:

193 pages ; 23 cm.

Edition:

First edition.

Other Title:

Mummy jihad

Place of Publication:

Toronto ; Chicago : Buffalo ; Lancaster (U.K.) : Guernica Editions, 2020.

Summary:

"An act of introspection, a lifting of the curtain, a gnaw at the jugular, a wisp of the jocular, all this and more in Earl Fowler's reverent and irreverent exposition of the pain and joy of an aged woman from India plopped into a nursing home on the West Coast. Beyond a culture clash, it is a cultural explosion for Mummy, who finds most things and people repugnant, especially the author, The Printer, while she lusts for A&W chicken strips. Fowler's poetic prose is an uber mash of cultural references, from James Joyce to Glen Campbell, Hollywood to Bollywood, Rabindranath Tagore to Sylvia Plath. A 21st Century coat of many colours, these snapshots of immigration, aging, loneliness and loss are salted with irony and Fowler's unique humour. A tale ingeniously told."-- Provided by publisher.

Contents:

Machine generated contents note: In The Jewel In The Lotus

I Sleep But Am Awakened

One person in a room

Harlequinade

Degringolade

Suffering alone exists, none who suffer

Incurious seeker

The sign says: Today Is Wednesday

Through India Gate

What this story lacks

Life is a burning house, my friend. Come to the shadow play

Not to go on all-fours, that is the law

Have you tried the morgue? They're open all night

The Dirt Age

All the textbooks scant the lives of women

Lapidarium

The universe should not exist, CERN study confirms

In the fourth stage of dhyana, all sensations, even of happiness and unhappiness, of joy and sorrow, disappear

Ask me obliquely, as you think befits a personage of my stature, where I am from

Oh, just, subtle, and mighty Buckley's Formula!

An unreal world constantly presses upon mine

Performance art in assisted living

Fitbit America

Automatic reply

Homo faber

Explaining the plot line of Hindi soap opera

One of destiny's many pranks

Piya Chattopadhyay And All These Indian Girls On The news now

Linked Out updates

It's Slinky, it's Slinky, it's fun for a girl and a boy

I don't know what God's wish is

Consult women and do the opposite

Fairy chimneys

Rambling randonnee through the halls of Happydale

In my heart i kept saying: Let it be now, let it be now

`Cause if you get too close, you know I'm gone like a cool breeze

Sleep is my lover among The Dead

Ars amatoria

I got fingers on my blisters

I might be some sort of intermediate stage

May contain explicit violence, frequent coarse language, sexual Activity and/or horror

Broadway melody of 1984

Hail, city of timbits, faint red roofs of mouths

The laugh riot of two continents

Hookand loop

Shuffling from point A to point B

Battleship Potemkin

Part II, Chapter ix

Who I am, what I was, has been detonated all to Allahu Akbar in a handbasket

Madam z has corrupted Brother 12

A bitumen than I am, Ganja Din

I started to read the 7 Habits of highly effective people

Seven habits of highly ineffective people

Night work ahead. Please slow down

Come with the holy fires

Will the dead, like the old in these places, have nothing to say?

How often have I lain beneath rain on a strange roof, thinking of home

Femunculus

Dishes fly

I am a garment of light from the first second

Tell me what to do

Ghostly assignations at the lower nodal point

EAT ME

I don't want to

Feng shui for constipation

Where there is nothing, there is God

All this foofaraw around Abrahamic, monotheistic religions

Address to bones with wedding rings mixed up in the dust and the gold stoppings of innumerable decayed teeth at la Grande Galerie of the Museum national d'histoire naturelle

You can hold the skull of Descartes

Well, what did I expect?

Mindfulness, and right concentration

There is a thing confusedly formed

We walk on air, Watson. Make notes

Saturday night's all right for sewing

Where are my little purses with the coloured flowers?

Betwlxt plinth and lintel

A life full of incident and romance

From the portal of submission, everything happens slowly

Club des diagrammes de Venn

Acedia

Crepuscular clutter

Beldam in Bedlam

Impossible to feign

Practise your beauty, blue girls, before it fail

Lascaux

Does your family know your wishes, Mrs. Singh?

Sunday mornin" my head is bad

Take Mummy out to the sidewalk

Statement of orthodox faith in opposition to certain heresies

Graphomania

The cenobitic life

Bedroom community

Ian Hanomansing is looking so sad

I am in the background of somebody's snapshot of something

This person cannot be reached

A rendezvous is missed and the author sheds her tears at grand Central Station

Paradise by The Weather Network screen

We are sequestered and mournful junkie ghosts in far-flung pharmaceutical hazes

What's it like to be an old bat?

Sylvia, who are you?

Non compos mentis in the sangha of the dead

Why yes, I would like a bag

Address to the five ascetics in the deer park at Saanich

En deshabille

Between the clock and the bed

Progression d'effet

Missed call

A place for mom

Even my nose has changed

Noctilucence

Curtains

Bocca Baciata

I need a better reason to be here than Butter Rum Life Savers

Ragtime

Boats from the underground.

Notes:

Poems.

"Michael Mirolla, editor"--Title page verso.

ISBN:

9781771835084

1771835087

OCLC:

1110426020