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Elegy Owed Download ☆ 7 ï National Book Critics Circle Award finalist“ Elegy Owed is a fluid absorbing new collection Hicok gives readers unexpected conjunctions and oddly offbeat thoughts most darkly whimsical and has us embrace them wholeheartedly If he can survive the scary carnival that is this world we can too Highly recommended for a wide range ofThese lush poems depth and dimension Hicok’s work is memorable because of the new vistas it creates” The Washington PostWords have weight in Hicok’s poems They feel nailed in place and the meter hits like the sure pounding of a hammer Yet as heft muscle and precision draw you forward Hicok evokes not solidity but rather shifting ground flux metamorphosis and most arrestingly most unnervingly death In his seventh collection Hicok builds startling images out of the everyday and the surreal the comic and the sorrowful Avoiding abstraction and pretension he cleaves to earth skin breath –Donna Seaman Booklist“Hicok’s poems in Elegy Owed are like boomerangs; they jut out in wild associative directions yet find their way back to the root of the matter” Publishers WeeklySeamlessly miraculously Hicok's judicious eye imbues even the dreadful with beauty and meaning The New York Times Book ReviewWhen asked in an interview “What would Bob Hicok launch from a giant sling shot” he answered “Bob Hicok” Elegy Owed Hicok’s eighth book is an existential game of Twister in which the rules of mourning are broken and salvaged and “you can never step into the same not going home a. I can't believe I didn't review this already It was my introduction to Hicok and my favorite out of all the poetry I read for poetry class last semester It's the only one I bought and kept and plan to re read

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Gain twice” His poems are the messenger at the door the unwanted telegram telling a joke imparting a depth of longing returning us finally to a different kind of normality where “the dead have no ears no answering machines that we know of still we call” There is grief in these poems though it is a grief large enough for odd awakenings and the unexpected a grief enlarged by music color and joy as well as sober wisdom“Hicok is funny as hell in Blake’s sense of the infernal irreverent anarchic undeceived His bracing ill humor is a vehicle for outrage longing tenderness and a shy cynicism that is the necessary counterbalance to a tenacious sense of hope He is one of our premier anatomists of contemporary American life and a wildly refreshing necessary poet” Mark DotyBob Hicok is one of the most active poets writing today and his poems have appeared widely including in The New Yorker and Poetry His honors include the Bobbitt Prize from the Library of Congress and a Notable Book of the Year from Booklist Hicok has worked as an automotive die designer and a computer system administrator and is currently an associate professor of English at Virginia Tech He lives in Blacksburg Virgini. Scarecrow overhears himself thinking I love crows so midnight at noon Me a suit stuck on sticks that no longer suits your life As if this aways who you are your self imposed supposes suppose this is it this field this light What does anyway fill you if not sun up or down if not harvest yield We should switch I'll hop off and gimp around you'll hang among scavengers for company for keeps your straw thoughts pecked by wind Are you me alive or am I you dead I lied I hold my arms wide not to shoo but greet to say to plunder feel free dig in

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Elegy OwedNational Book Critics Circle Award finalist“ Elegy Owed is a fluid absorbing new collection Hicok gives readers unexpected conjunctions and oddly offbeat thoughts most darkly whimsical and has us embrace them wholeheartedly If he can survive the scary carnival that is this world we can too Highly recommended for a wide range of readers” Library Journal starred review“Bob Hicok is one of my favorite poets Partly it’s the movement of his lines which are both conversational and utterly unexpected almost as if he or we are joining a conversation that extends beyond the framework of the poemAnd then there’s his unrelenting vision a sense of the world as both utterly real and utterly elusive and heartbreaking because we have to die Death is at the center of Hicok’s writing not in a maudlin self pitying way but rather as a vivid presence infusing everything even the deepest moments of connection with a steely sense of loss” David Ulin reviewing Elegy Owed in the Los Angeles Times“This gorgeous collection Elegy Owed spans the landscape of loss with unexpected leaps and ripples as if someone has skipped stones across a lake Wordplay subtle humor and unexpected moments of hope give. Play some of them Mahler funereal jams I like the one in 1 where he puts that french nursery rhyme in a minor then throws in some klezmer for the sake of it That scherzo's alright Yakka the play of language supreme Like savant gymnast tykes taking a playground to its furthest limits A line with such a dash us audience readers are like “wow such pretty words and juxtaposed too” And it's nobel enough to poet and do that And I don't like to grunge but after so many poems the poet's talents begin to look like tricks Maybe if this collection wasn't so damn long he could have made it in out his act revealed after too many acts His use of repetition begins to tire These effects take effect perhaps sooner and perhaps with sigh due to the very upfront foreground frontage Poems tell you exactly what they are There's no confusment here no mystery To rope the poet some slack perhaps the kind of bereavement these poems moan to care not for obfuscation The immediacy of death scatters such pretenses Maybe Just how will the talented gymnasts can dance dirges has yet to redifferentiated in the old Processing Plant my mindI shall give the book 4 stars even though I only gave it 3 in the thing