Reservoir Voices
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Product Details
Author:
Brendan Kennelly
Format:
Hardcover
Publisher:
Bloodaxe Books (May 10, 2009)
Language:
English
Audience:
General/trade
ISBN-13:
9781852248352
ISBN-10:
1852248351
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Folder:
CONSORTIUM
List Price:
$19.95
Case Pack:
20
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Publisher Identifier:
P-PER
Discount Code:
A
Country of Origin:
United Kingdom
Imprint:
Bloodaxe Books
Weight:
12oz
Overview
Much of Brendan Kennelly's poetry gives voice to others and otherness. Whether through masks or personae, dramatic monologues or riddles, his poems inhabit other lives, other beings and other ways of being in the world. The riddling poems of "Reservoir Voices" add a further dimension to these explorations, inspired by an autumn sojourn in America where he would sit by the edge of a reservoir, trying to cope with loneliness by contemplating black swans, blue waves, seagulls, trees and rocks: 'It was in that state of fascinated dislocation, of almost mesmerized emptiness, that the voices came with suggestions, images, memories, delights, horrors, rhythms, insights and calm, irrefutable insistence that it was they who were speaking, not me. To surrender to loneliness is to admit new presences, new voices into that abject emptiness. So I wrote down what I heard the voices say and, at moments, sing.'








