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Chargement... Pinion: An Elegypar Claudia Emerson
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"In this long poem, Claudia Emerson employs the voices of two family members on a small southern farm to examine the universal complexities of place, generation, memory, and identity. Alternating between the voices of Preacher and Sister, Pinion is narrated by the younger, surviving sister, Rose, in whose memory the now-gone family and farm vividly live on: "In the dream that recurs, like a bird returning, the place is still as it was - as though they went away, years ago, fully intending to be back by first dark."" "Sister tells of her observances in day-to-day life in the 1920s and her struggle to take care of her father, grown brothers, and Rose - "the change-of-life baby" - after the death of the mother: "The hens had hidden their heads beneath / their wings; they blinded themselves as I dusted / the kneading bowl with flour sifted fine as silk, and so / I disappeared as I sank my fists into it." Preacher feels keenly the burden of running the farm and fears being the last one to live on the place: "I was held fast there, pinioned, not / dying, growing numb and light, wait-crazed / and finally calm." Both wrestle with a desire for independence and the duty to home they are bound to by birth; neither marries or leaves." "Pinion is ultimately a wrenching elegy that Rose creates. She is the one who escaped, only to realize "I survive them all, but I find I have become the house they keep.""--BOOK JACKET.Title Summary field provided by Blackwell North America, Inc. All Rights Reserved Aucune description trouvée dans une bibliothèque |
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The second day, the creek
argued with the rain, grew bolder before
losing itself, overcoming the banks
that had defined it.
The older sister recalls defending a bird against the cruelty of her brother:
I turned,
grabbed a tobacco stick, and flayed your cap
from your scalp, your scalp from your bone, aiming
for the coiled quick of you when I failed, plunged
my arms in the water instead and saved
the thrush, hurled i back at the stunned sky...
The younger sister is given a voice in prose to introduce the journals and letters of her (presumably deceased) older siblings as she visits their abandoned home. So much goes on the white space as we read, so much is meant by what is subtly unsaid.
the cage of my ribs swept clean.
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