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One hundred of the most evocative modern poems on joy, selected by an award-winning contemporary poet Christian Wiman, a poet known for his meditations on mortality, has long been fascinated by joy and by its relative absence in modern literature. Why is joy so resistant to language? How has it become so suspect in our times? Manipulated by advertisers, religious leaders, and politicians, joy can seem disquieting, even offensive. How does one speak of joy amid such ubiquitous injustice and suffering in the world? In this revelatory anthology, Wiman takes readers on a profound and surprising journey through some of the most underexplored terrain in contemporary life. Rather than define joy for readers, he wants them to experience it. Ranging from Emily Dickinson to Mahmoud Darwish and from Sylvia Plath to Wendell Berry, he brings together diverse and provocative works as a kind of counter to the old, modernist maxim "light writes white"--no agony, no art. His rich selections awaken us to the essential role joy plays in human life. Non sono state trovate descrizioni di biblioteche |
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Christian Wiman has put together a wide-ranging anthology around the subject of Joy. Perhaps because he is a professor of the Practice of Religion and Literature at Yale, he has begun the book with a rather long twenty-seven page introduction on the meanings and definitions of Joy followed by comments on various selections. I enjoyed this piece when I finally read it but it was not until I’d read through the poetry once or twice (it was a just-give-me-the-drugs situation).
There are not, in my opinion, 100 poems here as a fair number of entries are one or two lines, or a thoughtful paragraph. But, I suppose that is a small quibble and beyond that the anthology is a very good collection that grows on the reader the more one rereads. Like any anthology, one will connect with some of the poems and pieces but not others. Four of my favorites were the Lucille Clifton, Philip Larkin. Sara Teasdale and Seamus Heaney poems. ( )