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New Books - 06/08
Come the Harvest by Paul Hunter ($14.95 Silverfish Review) Paul Hunter is a storyteller and a teacher, and this is his third collection of poems telling, and learning from, stories of the increasingly invisible life in American agrarian towns and homes. The over-arching sentiment here is mournful, but his poems are not without humor: where might a poem beginning, "Edwin had one cow so smart." be headed? Hunter's affection for his characters is deep, as with the illiterate ranch hand who'd been kept out of school by his family because "seemed they needed me / more than I needed myself." Included in this work is a sense of morality stemming from the need to work together, humans and their animals, to survive the difficulties of farming life. To "spare the horses" one walks uphill alongside the laden cart instead of riding. And Hunter offers likely the biggest lesson of all to learn from life on the land, "others / nearby will go on / as if you had never been / one with the world / one in a rare atmosphere."

King Baby by Lia Purpura ($14.95 Alice James) This is a wonder of a book: a sequence of short lyric poems rising from a lively imagination's attention to a found object. The object is King Baby, a wood and gourd doll with shells attached to it by thread, found in a freezing river by Purpura's young son. The untitled poems orbit King Baby like planets around a sun. King Baby is the subject of direct address -- "Popular thought went crazy: / we must have found you / for a reason! / Forgive us such arrogance, / ... why wouldn't we be / odd light come to the planet / just for you?" And King Baby is an object of adoration. At one point Purpura walks around her city looking for a blue boat to settle the doll in "to remind you of home." Instead she finds countless blue, insufficient things. Finally she sees weathered blue chairs and imagines propping King Baby "among the waves of blue / that so nearly knocked me out, coming as they did / when I thought I couldn't make a thing for you." Each of the lyrical pieces in this book has its special glow. Taken as a whole they vividly explore perspective and imagination -- "that plastic bag, crumpled / and rifled by wind so resembles / a hurt pigeon, I can hardly / walk past without stopping to help." King Baby and the human will to magic and mystery live so clearly in this book.

Lawrence Ferlinghetti's A Coney Island of the Mind is one of the totemic books of the Beat era. Published in 1958, the beginning of a time of great social change, it was written by a man whose influence on America's literary world -- as publisher, bookseller, poet -- has been profound. To mark the volume's 50th anniversary, New Directions has reissued it as a snazzy hardcover in two versions -- the regular edition, priced at $23.95, and an edition limited to 200 copies, priced at $100, which comes in a slipcase and has been signed by the 89-year-old Ferlinghetti. Both editions include a CD of the poet reading works recorded recently and in 1957.

King of Shadows by Aaron Shurin ($16.95 City Lights) Like the flowers he describes with such savory accuracy, poet Aaron Shurin's essays gathered together make for a captivating bouquet, a compelling mix of autobiography and social and literary history and criticism. The pieces glide from the informative to the delightful to the touching, gracefully removing the ampersand that separates life & art. He writes as a voracious reader, a gay man who came of age in the heady 60's and came through the ravages of AIDS, a poet whose mentors included both Robert Duncan and Denise Levertov, and a canny observer of flora and fauna (humans included and himself in the bunch). His prose is often lyrical, at times rocking with iambic motion, perhaps not unusual for one smitten with Shakespeare at an early age -- "I pluck a bay leaf, crumple it and sniff: Its menthol pierces the front lobe of your brain like a tiny needle, but it's a good pain...." It's a pleasure to follow Shurin's attention, whether it's turned toward gay bars or birds or Proust. "[T]he poem's everyday agenda," he writes, "is to read the world's hidden text of correspondences." That seems to be his everyday agenda no matter what he's doing.
We're delighted to announce that Aaron Shurin will read at Open Books on October 3rd.

The Most of It by Mary Ruefle ($11.95 Wave) Mary Ruefle is known for her striking poetry -- charming, unsettling lyrics that cast an unusual light across the world. Her newest book presents her unique vision in short fiction. Though her pieces are brushed with dry humor, within them hovers a struggle, dissonance, or even transgression, and through its contemplation, a kind of redemption, peace, or revelation arrives, and not necessarily an expected or comfortable one. Here is a section from "The Bench," in which a wife, who wants to buy a five foot bench, describes an argument with her husband, who wants what he says is a more logical four foot one --

"I said what mattered most to me was the idea of the bench, the look of it there, to be gazed at with only the vaguest notion it could hold more people than would ever actually sit down. The life of the bench in my imagination was more important than any practical function the bench might serve. After all, I argued, we wanted a bench so that we could look at it, so that we could imagine sitting on it, so that, unexpectedly, a bird might sit on it, or fallen leaves, or inches of snow, and the longer the bench, the greater the expanse of plank, the more it matched its true function, which was imaginary. My husband mentioned money and I said that I was happier to have no bench at all, which would cost nothing, than to have a four foot bench, which would be expensive. I said that having no bench at all was closer to the five foot bench than the four foot bench because having no bench served the imagination in similar ways, and so not having a bench became an option in our argument, became a third bench."

And take a look at our June 2008 calendar for a description of Raymond McDaniel's new book, Saltwater Empire ($16 Coffee House).
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