Lo Poems
Book - 2023
"Lo maps the deprivation and richness of a rural girlhood and offers an intimate portrait of the woman-tender, hungry, hopeful-who manages to emerge. In a series of lyric odes and elegies, Lo explores the notion that we can be partially constituted by lack-poverty, neglect, isolation. The child in the book's early sections is beloved and lonely, cherished and abused, lucky and imperiled, and by leaning into this complexity, the poems render a tentative and shimmering space sometimes occluded, the space occupied by a girl coming to find herself and the world beautiful, even as that world harms her. As the speaker comes of age, the collection asks a set of interrelated questions: What kind of life can a subject build when her early ...experiences give rise to dissociation? What kinds of stories can we tell when trauma robs us of memory and language? What paths might lead toward liberation from the foundational constraints of heteronormativity, capitalism, and violence? And how can such liberation be managed or maintained against the backdrop of political upheaval, climate catastrophe, and pandemic? To these questions, the book attempts a set of answers, all of which involve love and desire as compensatory forces. While their speaker often finds herself in mourning, afraid, and unsure of who and how to trust, the poems in Lo seek modes of survival and even joy, a way to tell the truth about suffering (her own and other's) while claiming the solace and delight available in friendship, sex, marriage, and the natural world"--
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- Subjects
- Genres
- Poetry
- Published
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Iowa City :
University of Iowa Press
[2023]
- Language
- English
- Main Author
- Physical Description
- 78 pages ; 23 cm
- Awards
- Iowa Poetry Prize, 2022.
- ISBN
- 9781609388997
- The Self Says, I Am
- Thrownness
- I'm Not Mad at My Mother for Letting Me Roam the Neighborhood Unsupervised
- When I Was Afraid
- But Nothing Bad Ever Happened to Me in the Woods
- Epithalamium with Paper Bell
- I Want to Tell You What Poverty Gave Me-
- Poet Loves Hunter Though She'll Eat No Meat
- Lo
- I'll Tell You What Helped
- Often in Dreams She Was My Girlfriend Until I Remembered, Still Asleep, That It Wasn't Okay
- Monachopsis Aubade
- Lessons
- When She Speaks of the Fire
- Epithalamium with Inventory
- The Parting
- After Not Having Spoken to His Father for Fifteen Years, He Authorizes the Cremation
- After Having Declined to Attend the Memorial Service, He Reads the Messages Left by Mourners on the Funeral Home's Website and Speaks His Own Elegy to the Photograph of His Father on the Screen
- Poem Written after I Have Again Needlessly Hurt My Husbands Feelings
- Epithalamium with Empty Nest
- Not-Quite Empty Nest Elegy
- When We're in Bed and You Take Out Your Mouth Guard, I Know It's On
- Multiverse Love Song
- Benediction with Foundlings
- I Cry Each Time We Say Goodbye Because I Know I'm Always Sending You to War
- Poem Written While My Friend Has Bone Marrow Harvested for Stem Cells
- Dear Uncle,
- Little Deprivation in the Big North Woods
- Sobriety Sonnet
- When I Was Afraid
- The One in Which I Admit I'm Still Afraid
- America You're Breaking
- Poem Written the Day Before the Pandemic Brings Our Kid Home from Europe Unexpectedly
- Elegy in Quarantine
- General Absolution