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Biographical note: Jerry Harp grew up in Mt. Vernon, Indiana (U.S.A.). He has degrees from Saint Meinrad College (B.A.), Saint Louis University (M.A.), the University of Florida (M.F.A.), and the University of Iowa (2002). His books of poetry include Creature (Salt Publishing, 2003) and Gatherings (Ashland Poetry Press, 2004). He co-edited, with Jan Weissmiller, A Poetry Criticism Reader (University of Iowa Press, 2006). His reviews appear regularly in Pleiades. He teaches at Lewis & Clark College.
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EAN13: 9781844712731 ISBN-10: 1844712737 ISBN-13: 9781844712731 Author: Jerry Harp Title: Urban Flowers, Concrete Plains Series: Salt Modern Poets Product class: BC Language: eng Audience: General/trade BIC subject category: CTCH1 Publisher: Salt Publishing Pub date: 15-Jul-06 Extent: 116pp Height: 216 mm Width: 140 mm Thickness: 7 mm Weight: 174 gms Supplier: Gardners Books Supplier: Ingram Book Group Supplier: Inbooks (James Bennett) Availability: IP Price: GBP 9.99 Price: USD 15.95 Rights: World
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description/annotation: Urban Flowers, Concrete Plains takes up where Jerry Harp’s Creature (Salt Publishing, 2003) left off. These are the poems of the Creature, wandering through the world, seeking meaning he fears he’ll never find. These poems experiment with various language and mental states, as well as a variety of poetic forms.
Main description: Urban Flowers, Concrete Plains, Jerry Harp’s third volume of poems, takes up where his first book, Creature (Salt Publishing, 2003), left off. The Creature continues his sojourn in the world, solitary, wandering, waiting for someone though he does not know who. He is his sole society, and he would select a place were someone to look his way. His language is a prison house, and he is himself the cell he seeks to escape. Although Harp’s Creature is human, he hesitates over such a term as ‘human,’ with all its centuries of detritus, grips, and gripes. According to the traditional philosophy and theology in which Harp is schooled, a creature is anything that is not the Creator; thus, rocks, humans, and angels all are creatures. The Creature much prefers this much more general term, which emphasizes his solidarity with sidewalks, streets, and clouds. The Creature knows that there is meaning in the world, though nor for him, he fears—or rather, he resigns himself to meaning passing him by. If nothing else, he’ll watch as one might take in a parade. Neither alter-ego nor conventional character, Harp’s persona is a creature made out of words, a way of experimenting with various and shifting mental modes and language states. The Creature is a wayward thing who speaks and strolls and stands dumbfounded, sometimes, at what he overhears himself say.
Table of contents: 1 CREATURE’S SONG Out of the Creature: Creature’s Song The Creature Rediscovered The Creature Makes up His Mind The Creature in Retirement The Creature’s Morning Prayer The Creature Finds His Mark Creature’s Morning Thoughts Creature’s Digression Creature’s Meditation The Creature Contemplating The Creature Praying Creature’s Job Search The Creature Wanes Philosophical The Creature Considers Job Creature’s New Job The Creature Moving The Creature Reading The Creature on Retreat Creature’s New Apartment 2 CHILDHOOD MEMORY The Creature Remembers Childhood Creature at Work Creature on the Fourth of July 2 The Creature Protesting Creature’s Nostalgia The Creature Compares Being to a Brand New Suit The Creature Connecting Creature at Work 2 The Creature’s Sunday Afternoon The Creature on Childhood Creature on a Late-Night Walk The Creature Parochial The Creature on Retreat 2 Creature’s Day Off The Creature Remembers Creature’s Meditation 2 Creature Confronts the Deity 3 AUTUMNAL Creature Autumnal Everyday Creature The Creature Undercover Creature’s Morning Prayer 2 The Creature’s Christmas Creature at the Garage The Creature Remains Philosophical Creature at the Nature Preserve The Creature Recalls Summer Vacation The Creature Considers Nature Creature Abroad The Creature Reading 2 The Creature’s Loneliness Creature Considers Lamentations Creature’s Nostalgia 2 The Creature’s Meditation 3 The Creature at Mass 4 CREATURE’S METAMORPHOSIS The Creature’s Metamorphosis The Creature on Mother’s Day The Creature Quotidian Creature Playing Basketball The Creature in His Bath The Creature Meteorological The Creature Melancholy The Creature Improvises Creature in Communion Creature Sleepless Creature Retiring for the Night The Creature in Compassion The Creature on Vacation The Creature Sacramental The Creature Astronomical The Creature Forgetful The Creature in the Country Creature’s Illness Academic Creature The Creature in New York The Creature Reaches for a Self The Creature Postmortem Creature on a Date Creature on the Town 2 The Creature’s Psalm View excerpt as PDF: Click here to view a sample (440 KB)
Excerpt from book:
The Creature on Vacation
Driving across the country, I stalled somewhere Just outside my skin. I thought to extend My senses into landscape, but my fingers, Sprouting webs, went numb against the steering wheel. The day became a funnel cloud
That forced me off the road. Somewhere in Montana two women offered To patch up my transmission. I stalled trying to climb the word Montana. The taller of the two let out a laugh
At my ineptitude in mapping out a course That any child could follow with a compass And directions from a cereal box. She navigated her way under the hood And had me on the road within an hour.
I didn’t look back until somewhere In central Florida, coming to myself With be-bop blasting from the radio. Alligators at feeding time made The waters roil and fish leap from the lake.
I let fly with an appetite to watch Such raging spectacles until I fell so tired I couldn’t drive anywhere anymore. On the train a stranger said he’d never met A man as much in touch as I, by which
He meant, I’m sure, he’d found the true primitive. He touched my brow ridge, massaged my knuckles. I recommended a good road movie And steering clear of country houses. Stay away from billboards and late-night Infomercials offering the latest trip Into a new dimension in or out of space. Back home I sleep all day two days before I’m back at work— such distances I sleep from here to the bathroom door.
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