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Still Life

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  • 63 páginas
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A Pulitzer Prize finalist. Confronted with a terminal cancer diagnosis, Jay Hopler (1970-2022)--author of the National Book Award-finalist The Abridged History of Rainfall--got to work. The result of that labor is Still Life, a collection of poems that are heartbreaking, terrifying, and deeply, darkly hilarious. In an attempt to find meaning in a life ending right before his eyes, Hopler squares off against monsters real and imagined, personal and historical, and tries not to flinch. This work is no elegy; it's a testament to courage, love, compassion, and the fierceness of the human heart. It's a violently funny but playfully serious fulfillment of what Arseny Tarkovsky called the fundamental purpose of art: a way to prepare for death, be it far in the future or very near at hand.

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Still Life, Jay Hopler

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Título
Still Life
Idioma
Inglés
Autores
Jay Hopler
Editorial
McSweeney's
Publicado en
2024
Formato
Tapa blanda
Páginas
63
ISBN13
9781952119927
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Calificación
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A Pulitzer Prize finalist. Confronted with a terminal cancer diagnosis, Jay Hopler (1970-2022)--author of the National Book Award-finalist The Abridged History of Rainfall--got to work. The result of that labor is Still Life, a collection of poems that are heartbreaking, terrifying, and deeply, darkly hilarious. In an attempt to find meaning in a life ending right before his eyes, Hopler squares off against monsters real and imagined, personal and historical, and tries not to flinch. This work is no elegy; it's a testament to courage, love, compassion, and the fierceness of the human heart. It's a violently funny but playfully serious fulfillment of what Arseny Tarkovsky called the fundamental purpose of art: a way to prepare for death, be it far in the future or very near at hand.