Anthropy #2020

Anthropy By Ray Hsu Anthropy The poems in Anthropy fuse the scope of classical traditions to the disturbing agility of the moderns Hsu artfully presents the fierce rigour of the philosophical mind engaged with the survival of his
  • Title: Anthropy
  • Author: Ray Hsu
  • ISBN: 9780889711976
  • Page: 249
  • Format: Paperback
  • Anthropy By Ray Hsu The poems in Anthropy fuse the scope of classical traditions to the disturbing agility of the moderns Hsu artfully presents the fierce rigour of the philosophical mind engaged with the survival of histories Anthropy, Ray Hsu s first book length collection, is a work of extraordinary range and precision Excavating sites of human cruelty and endurance, intimacy and exThe poems in Anthropy fuse the scope of classical traditions to the disturbing agility of the moderns Hsu artfully presents the fierce rigour of the philosophical mind engaged with the survival of histories Anthropy, Ray Hsu s first book length collection, is a work of extraordinary range and precision Excavating sites of human cruelty and endurance, intimacy and experience, Hsu puts forth the language to lead us into the inferno of our time He brings us to a place where the living, the dead, and the imaginary cross paths Odysseus meets Fernando Pessoa, James Dean meets Walter Benjamin All struggle with the same problem their pasts, visceral and desperate, continue to burn with the intensity of the present.
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    1. Benjamin crouched beneath the rotting metal.Here, there was no such thingas brick They had forgotten how wooden planks,slatted together, made boxes,made bricks A city of wood could burnto the violence of a fiddle.But a city that forgot even brick misplaced evencrumbling Glass toohe hid under, shivered.Bombed out, discarded walls around himblew finite rooms apart.The entire place is losing its memory,he crouched The city the world There is no mapthat can hold a bomb.A light searing through the ai [...]



    2. one of my favorite collections of poetry the nine epilogues that open the book are incredible, and concordance just might be my favorite poem ever.


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