I was the jukebox : poems / Sandra Beasley.
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- 0393076512
- 9780393076516
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Main Library | NonFiction | 811.6 B368 | Available | 33111006306878 |
Enhanced descriptions from Syndetics:
The winner of the 2009 Barnard Women Poets Prize--"fresh, crisp, and muscular."
"These poems are fresh, crisp, and muscular. They are decisive and fearless. Every object, icon, or historical moment has a soul with a voice. In these poems these soulful ones elbow their way to the surface of the page, smartly into the contemporary now."--Joy Harjo, prize citation
from "The Piano Speaks"
For an hour I forgot my fat self,
my neurotic innards, my addiction to alignment.
For an hour I forgot my fear of rain.
For an hour I was a salamander
shimmying through the kelp in search of shore,
and under his fingers the notes slid loose
from my belly in a long jellyrope of eggs
that took root in the mud.