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From the prize-winning poet and former Poet Laureate of the United Kingdom comes a powerful collection of poetry that gives voice to the people of Britain with a haunting grace. We meet characters whose sense of isolation is both emotional and political, both real and metaphorical, from a son made to groom the garden hedge as punishment, to a nurse standing alone at a bus stop as the centuries pass by, to a latter-day Odysseus looking for enlightenment and hope in the shadowy underworld of a cut-price supermarket. We see the changing shape of England itself, viewed from a satellite "like a shipwreck's carcass raised on a sea-crane's hook, / nothing but keel, beams, spars, down to its bare bones." In this exquisite collection, Armitage X-rays the weary but ironic soul of his nation, with its "Songs about mills and mines and a great war, / lines about mermaids and solid gold hills, / songs from broken hymnbooks and cheesy films"—in poems that blend the lyrical and the vernacular, with his trademark eye for detail and biting wit.
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SIMON ARMITAGE was born in West Yorkshire and is Professor of Poetry at the University of Sheffield. A recipient of numerous prizes and awards, he has published eleven collections of poetry, including Seeing Stars, Paper Aeroplane: Selected Poems 1989 – 2014, and his acclaimed translation of Sir Gawain and the Green Knight. The Shout: Selected Poems, was nominated for the National Book Critics Circle Award and his translation of the medieval poem Pearl received the 2017 PEN Award for Poetry in Translation. He writes extensively for radio and television, has published three best-selling non-fiction titles, and his theatre works include The Last Days of Troy, performed at Shakespeare's Globe in London. He has taught at the University of Iowa's Writers' Workshop, and in 2015 was appointed Professor of Poetry at Oxford University.
Excerpt from Book
Last Snowman He drifted south down an Arctic seaway on a plinth of ice, jelly tots weeping lime green tears around both eyes, a carrot for a nose (some reported parsnip), below which a clay pipe drooped from a mouth that was pure stroke victim. A red woolen scarf trailed in the meltwater drool at his base, and he slumped to starboard, kinked, gone at the pelvis. From the buffet deck of a passing cruise liner stag and hen parties shied Scotch eggs and Pink Ladies as he rounded the stern. He sailed on between banks of rubberneckers and camera lenses into a bloodshot west, past islands vigorous with sunflower and bog myrtle, singular and abominable. The Present I shove up through the old plantation--larch out of season, drab, drained of all greenness, widowed princesses in moth-eaten furs-- and stride out onto the lap of the moor. Rotten and rusted, a five-bar gate lies felled in the mud, letting the fields escape. Winter is late and light this year, thin snow half puddled, sun still trapped in the earth, sludge underfoot all the way to the ridge. And no sign of the things I came here to find, except in a high nick at the valley head where a wet north-facing lintel of rock has cornered and cupped enough of the wind for dripping water to freeze. Icicles: once, I unrooted some six-foot tusk from the waterfall's crystalized overhang, lowered it down and stood it on end, then stared at an ice age locked in its glassy depths, at far hills bottled in its weird lens. These are brittle and timid and rare, and weep in my gloved fist as I ferry them home. I'd wanted to offer my daughter a taste of the glacier, a sense of the world being pinned in place by a diamond-like cold at each pole, but I open my hand and there's nothing to pass on, nothing to hold. Nurse at a Bus Stop The slow traffic takes a good long look. Jilted bride of public transport, alone in the shelter, the fireproof bin and shatterproof glass scrawled with the cave art of cocks and hearts. It's late, Friday, the graveyard shift, you're ready to dab blood from a split lip, to hold the hand of cancer till the line goes flat. Cardigan, sensible shoes, the kids with a neighbor, fob watch pinned like a medal to your breast. Winter sharpens the day. The centuries crawl past, none of them going your way.
Details ISBN1524732427 Author Simon Armitage Short Title UNACCOMPANIED Pages 96 Language English ISBN-10 1524732427 ISBN-13 9781524732424 Format Hardcover DEWEY 821.914 Year 2017 Publication Date 2017-08-01 Subtitle Poems Country of Publication United States AU Release Date 2017-08-01 NZ Release Date 2017-08-01 US Release Date 2017-08-01 UK Release Date 2017-08-01 Place of Publication New York Publisher Alfred A. Knopf Imprint Alfred A. Knopf Audience General We've got this
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