Prelude to Bruise
| Author | : | |
| Rating | : | 4.14 (832 Votes) |
| Asin | : | 1566893747 |
| Format Type | : | paperback |
| Number of Pages | : | 124 Pages |
| Publish Date | : | 2013-08-01 |
| Language | : | English |
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Powell and after winning a NYC-based Literary Death Match bout, Jones will use his debut collection to prominently display his poetry chops."The Millions"This powerful collection feels at times like a blow to the throat, but when we recover, the air is sweeter for having been absent."GuernicaA work of insight and great beauty, Jones’ first poetry collection manages to be both ferocious and and subtle.”Brooklyn Magazine"It’s a book about identity that expands beyond the borders of the terms we use to cordon off safe spaces."Dialogist"A stunning debut collection of one of America’s most promising young poetsThese poems lacerate as they heal, making us feel the resilient inten
A game-changer. Praise for Saeed Jones:"Jones is the kind of writer who’s more than wanted: he’s desperately needed."FlavorWireThis book leaves your body transformed in a way that poetry should." ElevenEleven"I get shout-happy when I read these poems; they are the gospel; they are the good news of the sustaining power of imagination, tenderness, and outright joy."D. Prelude to a Bruise is a daring debut.”Rigoberto GonzálezFrom "Sleeping Arrangement":Take your hand outfrom under my pillow.And take your sheets with you.Drag them under. PowellPrelude to Bruise works its tempestuous mojo just under the skin, wreaking a sweet ha
Amazon Customer said Five Stars. Outstanding narrative. Boojum said It is not a bad book, but contemporary poetry is in such a. Jones is an okay writer. The only really enjoyable poem is the titular one, where he plays with the words "bruise", "black" and "boy." It is one of the few poems in which he allows the language to do the work. Elsewhere, Jones employs the usual gay, black poetry tropes: Southern and Biblical allusions, boys being pulled in or out of water, avoidance . A Larger Imaginative World Saeed Jones locates his voice where race, gayness, and the self they shape intersect with a larger, complexly populated landscape: “Hunger is how we are / under a black lacquered moon” (“Eclipse of my Third Life”). His identity does not adhere solely to the accident of birth but engages with the environment, or sometimes is cl