| Author: | David Rivard | ISBN: | 9781555979416 |
| Publisher: | Graywolf Press | Publication: | August 2, 2016 |
| Imprint: | Graywolf Press | Language: | English |
| Author: | David Rivard |
| ISBN: | 9781555979416 |
| Publisher: | Graywolf Press |
| Publication: | August 2, 2016 |
| Imprint: | Graywolf Press |
| Language: | English |
I often feel as though I've entered
a standoff between what
happens around me & what's
going on inside--& this life
that goes on & on inside my head
goes on & on & on it seems
almost without me, as
it has since childhood . . .
--from "Standoff"
For three decades, David Rivard has written from deep within the skin of our times. With Standoff, he asks an essential question: In a world of noise, of global anxiety and media distraction, how can we speak to each other with honesty? These poems scan the shifting horizons of our world, all the while swerving elastically through the multitude of selves that live inside our memories and longings--"all those me's that wish to be set free at dawn." The work of these poems is a counterweight to the work of the world. It wants to deepen the mystery we are to ourselves, stretching toward acceptance and tenderness in ways that are hard-won and true, even if fleeting.
I often feel as though I've entered
a standoff between what
happens around me & what's
going on inside--& this life
that goes on & on inside my head
goes on & on & on it seems
almost without me, as
it has since childhood . . .
--from "Standoff"
For three decades, David Rivard has written from deep within the skin of our times. With Standoff, he asks an essential question: In a world of noise, of global anxiety and media distraction, how can we speak to each other with honesty? These poems scan the shifting horizons of our world, all the while swerving elastically through the multitude of selves that live inside our memories and longings--"all those me's that wish to be set free at dawn." The work of these poems is a counterweight to the work of the world. It wants to deepen the mystery we are to ourselves, stretching toward acceptance and tenderness in ways that are hard-won and true, even if fleeting.
