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  • Author:
    Henri Cole
  • ISBN:
    0375703667
  • ISBN13:
    978-0375703669
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    Knopf; Reprint edition (April 25, 2000)
  • Pages:
    80 pages
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    Poetry
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William Logan, The Washington Post Book World. In his fourth collection, Henri Cole has submitted to the unsparing self-examination and self-generated demand for change that mark the true artist.

Ships from and sold by jf overstock books. William Logan, The Washington Post Book World. The voice that breaks the poems open frees itself in a crucible of confession and absolution, through poems that incorporate history, art, religion, family, and sexuality.

The Visible Man book. Keats and Hart Crane are presences here, and Henri Cole invokes them with true aesthetic dignity, which is the mark of nearly every poem in The Visible Ma.

In The Visible Man he pursues his aim by folding autobiography and memory into the thirty severe and fiercely truthful lyrics-poems presenting a constant tension between classical repose and the friction of life-that make up this exuberant book. This work, wrote Harold Bloom, "persuades me that Cole will be a central poet of his generation.

Personal Name: Cole, Henri. Download book The visible man : poems, by Henri Cole. Publication, Distribution, et. New York. Distributed by Random House, (c)1998.

Henri Cole (born 1956) is an American poet, who has published collections of poetry and a memoir. His books have been translated into French, Spanish, Italian, and German. Henri Cole was born in Fukuoka, Japan, to an American father and French-Armenian mother, and raised in Virginia, United States.

The Visible Man : Poems. Specifications. Book Format: Paperback. Farrar, Straus and Giroux.

Герберт Уэллс The Invisible Man. Chapter I the strange man's arrival. The stranger came early in February, one wintry day, through a biting wind and a driving snow, the last snowfall of the year, over the down, walking from Bramblehurst railway station, and carrying a little black portmanteau in his thickly gloved hand. He was wrapped up from head to foot, and the brim of his soft felt hat hid every inch of his face but the shiny tip of his nose; the snow had piled itself against his shoulders and chest, and added a white crest to the burden he carried.

The Invisible Man is a science fiction novel by H. G. Wells. Originally serialized in Pearson's Weekly in 1897, it was published as a novel the same year.

With his fourth book of poems, this Harvard lecturer has come a long way from the archness and puerility of his debut . In the later group of poems, Cole mostly rehearses his tortured sexual and religious development, especially in the superb sonnet sequence "Apollo.

With his fourth book of poems, this Harvard lecturer has come a long way from the archness and puerility of his debut effort, The Marble Queen (1986), and he knows it-time and again throughout this volume of expert autobiographical narratives and lyrics, Cole repudiates his previous work as overly formal, descriptive, and dishonest in matters of the self.

Blackbird and Wolf: Poems - Libro electrónico escrito por Henri Cole In his sixth collection of poetry, Henri Cole deepens his excavations of autobiography and memory

Blackbird and Wolf: Poems - Libro electrónico escrito por Henri Cole. Lee este libro en la app de Google Play Libros en tu PC o dispositivo Android o iOS. Descarga Blackbird and Wolf: Poems para leerlo sin conexión, destacar texto, agregar marcadores o tomar notas. In his sixth collection of poetry, Henri Cole deepens his excavations of autobiography and memory. I don't want words to sever me from reality," he asserts, and these poems-often hovering within the realm of the sonnet-combine a delight in the senses with the rueful, the elegiac, the harrowing. Many confront the human need for love, the highest function of our species.

Praised by Harold Bloom and many other critics and poets for his earlier collections, Henri Cole has grown steadily in poetic stature and importance. "To write what is human, not escapist," is his endeavor. Now he pursues his aim by folding autobiography and memory into the thirty severe and fiercely truthful lyrics--poems presenting a constant tension between classical repose and the friction of life--that make up this exuberant book.On being awarded the Rome Fellowship in Literature from the American Academy of Arts and Letters, Henri Cole received the following citation:"In a poetry nervously alive to the maladies of the contemporary, yet suffused by a rare apprehension of the delights of the senses, Henri Cole has relished the world while being unafraid to satirize it. In poems that are both decorative and plain-spoken he permits his readers to share a keen and unsentimental view of the oddities, horrors, and solaces surrounding them at the end of the twentieth century."

Abywis
[This book brief appeared March 11, 1999, in Seattle's "The Stranger" and can be found online at [...]
Cole does to the sonnet what postmodern consciousness does to the self--he wrenches it, shatters it, sucks it dry, turns it inside out, and sometimes, for a moment, holds it in a quiet embrace. The central problem of his book is knowledge, which made Apollo a god but divides us from ourselves. Cole seeks to unite body and mind in a self through Arte Povera poems - rough, impromptu works "in motion, / stroking toward what [he] cannot see" ('Apollo'). But the self proves to be neither a temple for the spirit nor a sturdy Greek column, and Cole becomes a tourist and connoisseur of his own disintegration -- he is marble rubble, broken stanzas, stray glimpses of porn flicks, bouts of loveless fellatio under the pier. The poet is a Visible Man in what he calls an "erotic x-ray of my soul" ('Self-Portrait as Four Styles of Pompeian Wall Painting').
Though Cole refuses to flatter us with sweetness, he can be very funny, mingling exquisitely precise imagery with comic observation. Ancient crumbling statues resemble "bodies sinking in quicksand," but "a luckless prick / is frozen in the stucco." Scholars "eat big bowls of pasta / and drain their preposterous bowels" ('The Scholars'). Many passages are marvelous - history has "white teeth / jammed with gristle" ('The Black Jacket'); forgiveness is "so hard to swallow it unshackles us" ('26 Hands'); a house is "illuminated all night, / like the unconscious, though no one enters" ('The Coastguard Station').
Cole is determined "To write what is human, not escapist." He makes himself "at home with evil, with unexamined feelings, / with just the facts" ('Apollo'), and welcomes the "Stranger, with genitalia greased," crooning, "Come, unlace my boots; I chose you" ('Etna'). Here the nervous system is, for better or worse, the organ of the mind.
Gir
Henri Cole has long been seen as a fussy apprentice to James Merrill and Elizabeth Bishop, but this has always been an issue easily overlooked because of the vigor with which Cole has often written about his subjects. With this, his fourth book, Cole has not rejected the fastidiousness of Bishop or the sly elegance of Merrill, he has corrupted these things and, by so doing, created a harrowing, desperate, powerful poetry. In many of these poems, the complications may seem less than subtle until one realizes the focus of angst is only one of the many complications in each poem. Christianity, its pagan predecessors, modern Law, Homosexuality and its place in these constructs--all of these issues are present but secondary to the voice of speaker whose anguish to understand is the anguish of self-blame and self-deception. A brilliant and haunting book of poems.
ZloyGenii
I ended up buying , reading, and actually liking this book, but not necessarily because of the poetry itself. Some of it's a bit bad, with clunky words and phrases that sometimes wander into seemingly unrelated vagueness, though some of the images and lines are really good. What I really like about this book is what Cole has to say: his feelings, struggles, and perspective on himself and the world around him. It's intense and powerful, just like some of the other reviews say.