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note: Nicolette Stasko was born in the US of Polish and Hugarian ancestry and emigrated to Australia in 1979. Her first book of poetry, Abundance won the Anne Elder Award in 1993 and was short listed for the New South Wales Premier’s prize and the National Book Awards. She has published four volumes of poetry and a best-selling non-fiction, Oyster. Her poetry is widely anthologised and she has read at many events, both nationally and overseas. She is also a reviewer, editor, essayist, and teacher, recently completing a PhD at the University of Sydney. She currently lives in Sydney and is preparing her first fiction The Invention of Everyday Life for publication next year.
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EAN13: 9781844712762
ISBN-10: 1844712761
ISBN-13: 9781844712762
Author: Nicolette Stasko
Title: Glass Cathedrals
Series: Salt Modern Poets
Product class: BC
Language: eng
Audience: General/trade
BIC subject category: CTCH1
Publisher: Salt Publishing
Pub date: 15-Nov-06
Extent: 220pp
Height: 216 mm
Width: 140 mm
Thickness: 13 mm
Weight: 330 gms
Supplier: Gardners Books
Supplier: Ingram Book Group
Supplier: Inbooks (James Bennett)
Availability: NP
Price: GBP 12.99
Price: USD 19.95
Rights: World
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description/annotation: This new and selected poems from Nicolette Stasko provides us with a major survey of one of Australia’s best-loved poets. Taking her themes from everyday life and the natural world, this award-winning and much anthologized poetry delights, consoles and confronts us. Stasko is an internal émigré whose poignant observation and sumptuous language is filled with honesty and wit.
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Table of contents:
NEW POEMS
Fritter
Wild Grapes
Tressan
The Moth and the Moon
Torn Sails
Prescriptions
A Royal We
Glass Cathedrals
The Lice Picker
Four Heads and Some Bodies
Nests
FROM ABUNDANCE
Dislocation
Femme Assise pres de la Fenêtre
Poem for Jessica
Lamb and Bitter Herbs
4:00 a.m.
Supermarket II
Ornithology
Lumeah Street
Place
Landscapes
Last Rites
Irises
Hospital (Ward 2-S)
The Lesson
At Depot Beach
Hyperdome
A Simple Story
Remedios
Letters to America
Night Dreaming
Kitchen Poems
Just a Postcard This Time
Inheritance
Abundance
Nasturtiums
Reading in Bed
The Beekeeper Takes Out Insurance
Wild Roses
98.6
Loss
Walking at Noon
Tagasode
“My Nurse and I”
FROM BLACK NIGHT WITH WINDOWS
The Mother
Desert
Sleep
Dead Air
Making Beds/Passing the Thunderstorm
First Lies
The Window
Pickling the Chilies
Keepers
Kaiseki
The Heron
Passengers
Casuarina Sands
‘Sowing Seeds at Nite’
Pietas
Table
Hunger
The Walk
Oysters
Black Night with Windows
Poem
The Murmuring of Many Tongues
Mutton Birds
Sun upon Sun
FROM THE WEIGHT OF IRISES
Ashes
Another Quarrel with the Self
After Many Sleepless Nights
A Single Ascension
Death of Blue
A Moment
On the Economy of Crying
January 18th
Long Distance
Some Windows
The Sea Horse
Days
Mudcrabs
‘Plaza en la Colonia del Sacramento’
Dwelling in the Shape of Things
Holes
Seven Devils
December 31
The Reef Heron
The Sound
After Wangaratta and Donatello
The Kingdom of Sparrows
On the Phenomenon of Colour
Excerpt from book:
Kaiseki
Every thing
in its season
the time of new tea
its perfume
mixing with the smell
of spring rain
and delicate ayu
pink as chrysanthemum
from the lakes
near Kutchan
ah the sticky nightingale cake
you so loved to eat
In summer
we squatted grilling eel
over charcoal
you patted me on the back
old friend black eels
and soy the time of cucumber
and trout sea urchin
shells decorating
our tables
In autumn we searched
for mushrooms
near Soshu
crossing
the small bridge I looked
back to see you
staring
at the clouds later
over our sake and noodles
you talked
about the shapes
of animals
the rabbit the horse
and laughed
Now it is the month
of the moon
I fish the abalone
by myself the roundness of
eggs and bamboo shoots
holds no beauty
nor the mandarin
seaweed lies
ungathered
on the beach
I see many days
of winter darkness
before me
gohan is like ashes
in my mouth
Previous review quote: The robust maturity of the poems in The Weight of Irises suggests that Nicolette Stasko may be working at the height of her powers. Oliver Dennis
Island Previous review quote: Her control, both emotional and poetic, is awesome. Often she suggests the spectres of American poetry of the ’60s of whom John Berryman wrote, “we are wearing our skins for wallpaper,/ and we cannot win.” But it is Elizabeth Bishop rather than Sylvia Plath whom Stasko evokes for me—a triumph of critical and creative distance from the autobiographical self. Don Anderson
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