Furious Lullaby

Furious Lullaby Furious Lullaby is both a celebration of and a eulogy to the body in the twenty first century The collection which examines the larger concepts of salvation and temptation in a world of blossoming st

  • Title: Furious Lullaby
  • Author: Oliver de la Paz
  • ISBN: 9780809327744
  • Page: 272
  • Format: Paperback
  • Furious Lullaby is both a celebration of and a eulogy to the body in the twenty first century The collection, which examines the larger concepts of salvation and temptation in a world of blossoming strife, includes a series of aubades dramatic poems culminating with the separation of lovers at dawn The lovers suffer a metaphysical crisis, seeking to know what is good,Furious Lullaby is both a celebration of and a eulogy to the body in the twenty first century The collection, which examines the larger concepts of salvation and temptation in a world of blossoming strife, includes a series of aubades dramatic poems culminating with the separation of lovers at dawn The lovers suffer a metaphysical crisis, seeking to know what is good, what is evil, and how to truly know the difference Knowing, however, invites the terrible into their world The Devil, a seductive trickster, haunts the landscape as a voice who dares each inquisitor to learn about mortality, morality, the beautiful, and the unspeakable through direct experience Furious Lullaby offers a departure from the lighter prose poetry of de la Paz s Names above Houses and preserves the author s concern with the nature of human grace.

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    1. When it rains, we are rained upon.-Flutter. . . Don't ask for a nameyou can surrender, for there are more ghosts to placate.Don't hurt for the sparrows, for they love you like a road."-Aubade with Bread for the SparrowsI know of two entry points to heaven.One begins with a phrase I repeat. The other begins with your shoulders in repose.-Aporia, 6I watch the scene on television for hours.The devil tells me to write what I know. So child deathis a cousin's death. The house is mine. The lie,a deal [...]

    2. [the birds] want / to eat the air and the stars they've hungered for, little razors (21)Don't hurt for the sparrows, for they love you like a road. (21)From the throat, a thistled song grew. (23)To hear a pair of blue insects with diaphanous wings // emerge from the velour, rubbing their glass rattles, / against each other (33)

    3. It's always gratifying to have one of my peers write a book of poems that moves me--and this one does: Oliver de la Paz has written a phenomenal book of lyric poems that are musically alive, imagistically compelling, and emotionally resonant.

    4. quiet heartbreak, quirky and resonant reflections on religion, these poems are beautiful. i recognized the catholicism depicted and pondered here.

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