"The book of Anna is written in the voice of Anna Asher, a fictional Czech-German Jew who spent her adolescence in a concentration camp and now lives in 1950s Prague answering phones for the secret police. This genre-defying book of prose diary entries and autobiographical poems offers intimate glimpses of Anna's present--her writing process, relationships with neighbors, obsessive sexual behavior, chain-smoking, and idiosyncratic exploration of Jewish tradition--while the poems recount her unsparing efforts to reckon with horror, survival, and their aftermath. Written in the midst of Joy Ladin's gender transition, this book asks provocative questions about the meaning of trauma, gender, suffering and empathy that speak to our current historical moment in haunting and indelible ways"--

The fourth volume of the San Francisco Poet Laureate Series, All That’s Left is a powerful collection of poems for social justice by street-poet-turned- laureate Jack Hirschman. The volume opens with Hirschman’s autobiographical inaugural address, which vividly traces his career as poet, translator, and agitator. Included are several of Hirschman’s earlier poems, marking successive stages of his poetic development. The poems following the address were composed during his tenure as poet laureate, covering contemporary outrages like post-Katrina New Orleans and the Virginia Tech tragedy, paying homage to fallen poetic comrades like Jack Kerouac and Bob Kaufman, and exploring more personal dimensions of love.

A collection of fourteen poems about animals, from a laughing rooster and a joyous whale to a proud peacock and a cat named Runcible.

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Praise for Harold Norse's WILLIAM CARLOS "I believe in your intellectual honesty and in what you are doing with the American idiom of which you are an intrinsic genius." CHARLES "He can't write a bad line. I've never seen one. . . . He is one of the great ones of our rather strange times." JAMES If light ever enters the hearts of men, Harold Norse will be one of the writers who will have helped to set it there." ALLEN "I was kept amazed by your sense of reality, by your awareness of the thing in these poems."

Praise for Harold Norse's WILLIAM CARLOS "I believe in your intellectual honesty and in what you are doing with the American idiom of which you are an intrinsic genius." CHARLES "He can't write a bad line. I've never seen one. . . . He is one of the great ones of our rather strange times." JAMES If light ever enters the hearts of men, Harold Norse will be one of the writers who will have helped to set it there." ALLEN "I was kept amazed by your sense of reality, by your awareness of the thing in these poems."

\"Jonas has long been my favorite poet writing in English. . . . No one is better than George Jonas at taking the world around us in its populous dimensions and allowing its facets to reveal unknown lights.\" - J. Michael Yates

"In this published version of the Lord Northcliffe Lectures in Literature, delivered at University College London in Spring 1975, Professor Heller is concerned with the imaginative mediation between life and art which is a major theme in the work of the four writers he discusses. The profound process by which a great work of literary art ('poem' in the title is used in a sense close to the German 'Dichtung') may grow out of a situation in life, mirror, and yet transcend it is illustrated by Goethe in Marienbad, Nietzsche in the 'Waste Land', Rilke in Paris and Thomas Mann in Venice." -- Goodreads

Elaine Feinstein has always written most passionately about people. In this intimate collection, she remembers friends she has loved, writers she knows, and literary figures from the past. She writes of the Russian poet Bella Akhmadulna with tender admiration; the East End poet Emanuel Litvinoff, at work in his Bloomsbury flat; and Masha Enzenberger, who brought Feinstein into the Russian world of Marina Tsvetaeva. Feinstein imagines Raymond Chandler, Isaac Rosenberg, and Sylvia Plath, and she delights in Joseph Roth's melancholy wit and Disraeli's nerve. There are a few sardonic self-portraits as well. In the last poem, "Death and the Lemon Tree," she finds a compelling image for the privilege of continuing to write into old age.

With 60 new poems spanning the world--from Basel to Budapest, Tampico to Tiblisi, New York to Sydney--this collection explores the landscape and history of each destination with vivid expressions charged by memories both fond and once forgotten. From her insightful autobiography, the author encounters friends, colleagues, and strangers in each city who stir up details of a life lived completely. At turns poignant and amusing, this volume will delight literary minds and poets alike.

As Denise Levertov comments in her brief foreword to The Life Around Us, she has "shared with most poets in every time and place an ardent love of what my eyes and other senses revealed to me in the world we call nature. Yet in this selection of sixty-two poems chosen by the author "celebration and fear of loss are necessarily conjoined." The Life Around Us shows us both the eternal renewal of the natural world and its imperilment: "In these last few decades of the 20th century it has become ever clearer to all thinking people that although we humans are a part of nature ourselves, we have become, in multifarious ways, an increasingly destructive element within it, shaking and breaking 'the great web'--perhaps irremediably."

Through the unprecedented Rosenberg lens, our recent poetic history turns inside out. Before our eyes, he creates his own art form, an essay more alive than entertaining, more penetrating than insightful. Almost natural--like the nonhuman world he consist