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Biographical note: Julia Bird grew up in Gloucestershire and now lives in London. She works for the Poetry School and as a freelance live literature producer.
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EAN13: 9781844714230 ISBN: 9781844714230 Author: Julia Bird Title: Hannah and the Monk Series: Salt Modern Poets Product class: BB Language: eng Audience: General/trade BIC subject category: CTCH1 Publisher: Salt Publishing Pub date: 01-Oct-08 Extent: 64pp Height: 216 mm Width: 140 mm Thickness: 10 mm Weight: 96 gms Supplier: Gardners Books Supplier: Ingram Book Group Supplier: Inbooks (James Bennett) Availability: IP Price: GBP 12.99 Price: USD 23.95 Rights: World
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description/annotation: Reading Julia Bird’s debut collection of poems is like sorting through the contents of an up-ended jewellery box. Here are delicately crafted formal love poems set with gleaming imagery, all mixed up with the rhinestone razzle of looser, noisier poems about urban myths, history, film and tv. The murkier side of life is not avoided, but these musical, consolatory poems are accessible, inquisitive and ultimately celebratory.
Main description: Reading Julia Bird's debut collection is like sorting out the contents of an up-ended jewellery box. Crafted formal poems tangle with the rhinestone razzle of looser, noiiser lyrics. What price consolation, the poems ask, where is the green heart of a city, when does love stop and the work start? The answers come in all sizes and styles. Images from popular culture, urban myth, religion and history, music, film and TV glow with a steady emotional truth. From spivs to flying monks, chalk horses to London boozers, Bird's imagination takes a circuitous route at a determined clip.
Table of contents: Article of Faith Jim Fixed it For Me Time, Ladies, Please The World’s Population Visits the Isle of Wight The Camera Never Lies This Much is Almost Guaranteed Short Film Monoglutton White Horse As the Peacock Covent Garden Five Years Trying to Win the Flower Show Vegetable Animal Class Paper Stars Short Film II Fire in a Crowded Theatre Your Grandfather Would Have Wanted You to Have This I Really Should Quit, But Opinion From Crammond Beach Magnetic Translation?:?poetry one one sex Short Film III The Animals Went in Two by Two Next Door Girl Spiv Clip Hannah and the Monk Radio at Night Short Film IV What I Would Like is a Birdcage Dedication Souchong Sevenling Orange Pips Magnetic Translation?:?come, games 1 Short Film V we could nick a boat /and sneak off to this island But They Wouldn’t Want Us to Go Hungry Duet Pure Maths Breathing Pattern Picture Book for Urban Babies View excerpt as PDF: Click here to view a sample (64 KB)
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Two kids are necking, Americanly, in the front seat of a Cadillac … or Buick … some long red soft-top classic. The camera picks up on one ten-gallon bee drumming its feet on the hot tin hood then pulls out along the buffed upholstery and hand-waxed body-work.
On the sound-track, a droning thunderhead of scrubbing strings played bass and indistinct is a murmur, a rumour of trouble
but back in the front seat, he flexes, she rocks—and knocks her hip on the button of the horn which stays on and stays on. No matter how they giggle, fumble under the dash, sort and redress their rumpled state, the horn keeps calling its one clear note—
a noise the by-now killer bees can't bear. It angers and confuses them, primes and blows them like a charge of shot which zooms in on the road, the classic car, the kids—and blacks out the windshield, censors mirrors, blocks up the tail-pipe, vents, their sounding mouths
till a swarm of stock footage, cut and spliced with cheap FX, stings and stings the kids to death.
Poor peach-fed kids, to be judged and sent down by such a buzzing Moses. If there is to be a sequel, lead the bees to a local multiplex and lock the doors. Screen them feature after feature— nature films of orange groves and orchards where smoke in the trees is just blossom where work is the raising of pollen and all these things are sealed in honey, the one, the only law.
Unpublished endorsement : These poems are remarkable for their charm, freshness and agility. The eye is keenly observant; the appetites strong; the tone confidential, elegiac and tender. From the poignant chronicle of Elmer and the Barmaid, through a witty take on a Shakespeare sonnet, the wistful bestiary of Five Years Trying to Win the Flower Show Vegetable Animal Class, to poems of camouflaged desire – ‘Hannah and the Monk’ is a first collection that bristles with lust for life. This bird in the hand is worth any number in the bush. Annie Freud |
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