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The Human Line

Ellen Bass
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Pages
96
Year
2012
Language
English
Publisher
Copper Canyon Press

About

"Poetry," writes best-selling author Ellen Bass, "is the way I pay attention, appreciate, give praise, struggle, grieve, rage, and pray. It's the way I embody my love for the world." The Human Line, Bass' seventh book of poems, startles with its precise detail, intimate images, and wild metaphors. Bass brings attention to life's endearing absurdities, and many of the poems flash with a keen sense of humor. She also faces many of the crucial moral dilemmas of our time-genetic engineering, environmental issues, continuous war, heterosexism-and grounds her vision in the small, private workings of the heart. . . . When I get home, my son has a headache, and though he's almost grown, asks me to sing him a song. We lie together on the lumpy couch and I warble out the old show tunes, Night and Day . . .They Can't Take That Away from Me . . . A cheap silver chain shimmers across his throat rising and falling with his pulse. There never was anything else. Only these excruciatingly insignificant creatures we love.

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  • Poetry
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