Selected Poems 1933-1988
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Product Details
Author:
Gavin Ewart
Format:
Hardcover
Publisher:
New Directions (June 17, 1988)
Language:
English
Audience:
General/trade
ISBN-13:
9780811210546
ISBN-10:
0811210545
Weight:
9.01oz
Dimensions:
5.7" x 8.4" x 0.7"
Case Pack:
52
File:
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P-WWN
Discount Code:
B
Pub Discount:
65
Imprint:
New Directions
Overview
Gavin Ewart, one of Britain’s finest and most original poets, is presented here in a half-century retrospective. His subjects various and his approach toothsomely scathing, he believes: “good light verse is better than bad heavy verse any day of the week.” Consider one of his briefest poems, “The Lover Reflects: Afterwards” – “Perhaps I was greedy. I know I should be grateful/You wanted a snack and I wanted a plateful.” An inventive technical master (creator of the “Ewart” form), he stalks his favorite prey––hypocrisy, love’s foibles, the “pseuds”––with a razor-sharp wit. “There is iron in irony, although you smile,” he writes in one poem: “…I have my language, you have yours/ a lower-archy is a hierarchy viewed from above.”
