Dewey Edition23
Reviews"Jared Carter's poetry is pure, home-spun Americana, full of small-town people and places in the tradition of Edgar Lee Masters and Sherwood Anderson."-- Portland Book Review, "[Carter] writes American poetry the way that William Faulkner wrote American novels. . . . [Carter's poems] have the homespun flavor of our native music-ballads, country blues, and sweet, clear, understated lyrics."-Sally A. Lodge, Publishers Weekly , "[Jared Carter is the rare poet who is rooted in a certain place, which is of course Indiana, yet [he deals with it in such a way that it is of universal interest."-Dana Gioia, former chairman of the National Endowment for the Arts, "Carter's is a poetry of a resolute middle distance, firmly of this world: between the dust under the earth and the dust of space there exists the place that the poem can illumine."--Helen Vendler, New York Review of Books "[Carter] writes American poetry the way that William Faulkner wrote American novels. . . . [Carter's poems] have the homespun flavor of our native music--ballads, country blues, and sweet, clear, understated lyrics."--Sally A. Lodge, Publishers Weekly, "[Jared Carter] is the rare poet who is rooted in a certain place, which is of course Indiana, yet [he] deals with it in such a way that it is of universal interest."-Dana Gioia, former chairman of the National Endowment for the Arts, "Carter's is a poetry of a resolute middle distance, firmly of this world: between the dust under the earth and the dust of space there exists the place that the poem can illumine."-Helen Vendler, New York Review of Books , "Jared Carter writes the kind of poetry that death does not touch. He brings us a very different atmosphere from this crazy techie world, with a command of metaphor and the bones of memory that do not lie. We trust this poet's vision."-Grace Cavalieri, danmurano.com, "Those of us who practice the craft of poetry will want to keep Darkened Rooms of Summer close at hand, so we can study these poems, and wonder how Jared Carter ushers us so seamlessly into his world, and thus, more deeply into our own."James Crews, basalt, "Carter's is a poetry of a resolute middle distance, firmly of this world: between the dust under the earth and the dust of space there exists the place that the poem can illumine." - Helen Vendler, New York Review of Books "[Carter] writes American poetry the way that William Faulkner wrote American novels. . . . [Carter's poems] have the homespun flavor of our native music - ballads, country blues, and sweet, clear, understated lyrics." - Sally A. Lodge, Publishers Weekly, "Carter's is a poetry of a resolute middle distance, firmly of this world: between the dust under the earth and the dust of space there exists the place that the poem can illumine."-Helen Vendler, New York Review of Books, "Those of us who practice the craft of poetry will want to keep Darkened Rooms of Summer close at hand, so we can study these poems, and wonder how Jared Carter ushers us so seamlessly into his world, and thus, more deeply into our own."--James Crews, Basalt magazine, "[Carter writes American poetry the way that William Faulkner wrote American novels. . . . [Carter's poems have the homespun flavor of our native music-ballads, country blues, and sweet, clear, understated lyrics."-Sally A. Lodge, Publishers Weekly, "Jared Carter writes the kind of poetry that death does not touch. He brings us a very different atmosphere from this crazy techie world, with a command of metaphor and the bones of memory that do not lie. We trust this poet's vision."--Grace Cavalieri, danmurano.com
Dewey Decimal811/.54
Table Of ContentAcknowledgments Introduction by Ted Kooser From Work, for the Night Is Coming / 1981 Geodes Early Warning The Madhouse For Jack Chatham Walking the Ties Glacier Mississinewa County Road The Undertaker The Oddfellows' Waiting-Room at Glencove Cemetery Monument City Work, for the Night Is Coming At the Sign-Painter's Turning the Brick Landing the Bees The Measuring Ginseng Shaking the Peonies Birdstone From After the Rain / 1993 After the Rain Phoenix Scryer The Gleaning The Shriving The Purpose of Poetry Mississinewa Reservoir at Winter Pool Poem Written on a Line from the Walam Olum Foundling Cicadas Barn Siding Interview Drawing the Antique For an Old Flame Portrait Studio Cecropia Moth For Starr Atkinson, Who Designed Books Seed Storm Galleynipper Changeling Mourning Doves The Believers From Les Barricades Mystérieuses / 1999 Improvisation Summons Candle Berceuse Cemetery Interlude Ford Millefiori Clavichord Tankroom Phosphorescence Palimpsest Labyrinth Linen Reprise Hawkmoth Comet From Cross this Bridge at a Walk / 2006 Covered Bridge Visit Recollections of a Contingent of Coxey's Army Passing through Straughan, Indiana, in April of 1894 Spirea Picking Stone From A Dance in the Street / 2012 Prophet Township Roadside Crosses Summit Fire Burning in a 55-Gallon Drum In the Warehouse District In the Military Park The Pool at Noon Plastic Sack Hidden Door Wind Egg What Is Dream? Sphinx War At the Art Institute Up in Michigan Blank Paper Under the Snowball Bush Mourning Dove Ascending Cicadas in the Rain Snow New Poems Clouds Schoolhouse Dryad Awakening Homestead Gone Web Etruria Boleyn Vow Cross-harp Torc Ariadne Poetry Perseus Twilight Question Polyxena Graveyard Achilles Mourning Philoctetes Adultery Armor Priestess Moth Journeyman Visitor Prescription Evergreen
SynopsisFor nearly half a century, Jared Carter has been quietly mapping the American heartland. Line by line, his poetry has shown us the landscape, sounded the voices, conjured the music and tested the silence of the ever-changing and yet ever-constant Midwest. Here, in poems selected from his first five books, is the summer-long buzz of the cicada and the crack of the cue ball, the young rebel on his big Harley and the YMCA secretary who backstrokes her way across the indoor pool., For nearly half a century Jared Carter has been quietly mapping the American heartland. Line by line, his poetry has shown us the landscape, sounded the voices, conjured the music, and tested the silence of the ever-changing and yet ever-constant Midwest that figures so prominently in the American story. And yet what we find in Carter's poetry is endlessly new. Here, in poems selected from his first five books, is the summer-long buzz of the cicada and the crack of the cue ball, the young rebel on his big Harley, and the YMCA secretary who backstrokes her way across the indoor pool. Here, too, are thirty new poems in fixed form that illustrate Carter's continued quest for a poetry of "universal interest." Taken together, these selections are, truly, poetry in the American grain., For nearly half a century, Jared Carter has been quietly mapping the American heartland. Line by line, his poetry has shown us the landscape, sounded the voices, conjured the music, and tested the silence of the ever-changing and yet ever-constant Midwest that figures so prominently in the American story. And yet what we find in Carter's poetry is endlessly new. Here, in poems selected from his first five books, is the summer-long buzz of the cicada and the crack of the cue ball, the young rebel on his big Harley, and the YMCA secretary who backstrokes her way across the indoor pool. Here, too, are thirty new poems in fixed form that illustrate Carter's continued quest for a poetry of "universal interest." Taken together, these selections are, truly, poetry in the American grain. Jared Carter lives in Indiana. He has received the Walt Whitman Award of the Academy of American Poets, the Poets' Prize, a fellowship from the John Simon Guggenheim Memorial Foundation, and two literary fellowships from the National Endowment for the Arts.
LC Classification NumberPS3553.A7812A6 2014