- Taschenbuch: 96 Seiten
- Verlag: Houghton Mifflin; Auflage: None. (14. April 1999)
- Sprache: Englisch
- ISBN-10: 0395957656
- ISBN-13: 978-0395957653
- Größe und/oder Gewicht: 22,9 x 15,3 x 0,8 cm
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Eagle Pond Farm, familiar even to casual readers of poet Donald Hall (author of 13 volumes of poetry spanning over 40 years), constitutes his spiritual and geographic center. He moved there permanently in 1975 after marrying the young and talented poet Jane Kenyon. His long relationship to Eagle Pond Farm and the creative haven the two poets created gives Without a special poignancy. It is where, in 1995, Jane Kenyon died.
The facts are hard but simple. In 1994, Jane Kenyon--who at 46 was beginning to enjoy the growing recognition of her work--was diagnosed with leukemia. Kenyon and Hall opted for the harrowing bone marrow transplant, to be performed in Seattle. It was not successful, and 12 weeks later, she was dead. Hall began drafting Without during the procedure and subsequent treatment, an act almost impossible to imagine--or perhaps for a poet, the only act possible in the face of what for most would be unspeakable. The magnitude of such suffering might indeed explain the collection's flatness of tone, as if grief can be touched only across great distances.
However restrained the pieces, Hall's gaze is fearless. Shifts in voice (he writes both in first and third person) create a tension that pulls the reader forward, as if compelled to consume this moving, raw account in one sitting. The quality of reader attention is more akin to what one gives a story. Narrative elements include a terse account of the bone-marrow transplant and Kenyan's subsequent radiation treatments ("It was as if she capped the Chernobyl pile with her body"), and it's here that the poems become almost unbearable to read.
Without captures the tedium of dying, jolted by surges of rage and "witless" love. Numbly, it lists the flinty details of Kenyon's last days, spent choosing the poems for her last volume, Otherwise: New & Selected Poems. It describes the moment of her dying in a way that makes one wonder if the ultimate experience of intimacy is to watch the beloved die, to be the one to close her eyes. "Back home from the grave," Hall writes toward the end of this volume, "behind my desk I made / a gallery of Janes," but it can be said that every poem presents a facet of his wife while dying, accruing finally to a gallery of love and grief.
There are some distinguishing jolts to our familiar concepts about death as in, for example, the poem showing the couple, with their minister, praying and holding hands. And when they prayed, "grace was evident / but not the comfort of mercy or reprieve / The embodied figure / on the cross still twisted under the sun." By and large, however, it's a volume not remarkable for bold imagery or shocking connections; rather for the expression of raw grief that follows, unwelcome, all of our necessary losses. --Hollis Giammatteo -- Dieser Text bezieht sich auf eine vergriffene oder nicht verfügbare Ausgabe dieses Titels.
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Three years ago, as cancer destroyed his wife, Jane Kenyon, Hall helped her assemble her last book, Otherwise (1996), which stands with Langston Hughes' great Selected Poems (1959) as a classic of poetic self-presentation. Now he adds to her masterpiece a hard pendant of his own, a collection concerned with her last days, her dying, and his grief. These poems are less brilliant by far than the virtually saltating verse in The Museum of Clear Ideas (1993) and The Old Life (1996). They are near-cruelly blunt about Kenyon's physical deterioration and Hall's own indecorous, raging sadness; for instance, when he recalls an abashing incident while alone for the first time at Christmas--" sick with longing, / I press my penis / into zinc and butcherblock." Many who have lost a mate will recognize this amalgam of lust and despair. They will also feel again that weird weightlessness of the heart when, in the same poem, Hall reports, in a non sequitur, "Yesterday I caught sight of you / in the Kearsarge Mini-Mart." Ray Olson
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I remember first reading this book last summer. I usually read books of poetry not front to back, but here and there, allowing each poem to conjure up its own world apart from order in relation to other poetry. But with this book - I began at the beginning and followed through. Reading "The Snow Leopard" by Peter Matthiessen right now has reminded me of "Without" - this stunning collection from Hall sits alongside particular passages from the Matthiessen - they are the only literature I've ever experienced to immerse me so thoroughly in suffering and heartbreak as to be incapable of anything other than a paralysis of weeping...
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Donald Hall masterfully discusses loss in WITHOUT. This book is one which makes you slouch in your chair (as if the weight of the world is on your shoulders), sigh, and even weep. I can only hope that I can love someone as completely as he did Jane.
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For all the praise heaped on The Birthday Letters, I think this was the most beautiful set of poems of the year. The loving relationship between Kenyon and Hall shines through in every line. I had just read Kenyon's Otherwise and found this an elegant, expressive response. Just heartbreaking.
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This book inspires your thoughts and opens you heart!
This book gives an inspiring depiction of a life loved and lost. Doanld Hall mesmorizes the mind as he guides you through the last days of his belated wife, Jane Kenyon. Lesen Sie weiter...
Am 3. Juni 1999 veröffentlicht
it broke my heart
both my husband andd I read this in the span of an hour. What a chilling reminder of how fragile a life partnership can be.
Am 21. Mai 1999 veröffentlicht
This book makes you feel
This book calls up emotions that no other book can. It is wonderful. It makes you assess your own relationships and stop taking them for granted. Lesen Sie weiter...
Veröffentlicht am 14. Januar 1999 von Kyla Lussier (klussier@trinity.edu)
Devastatingly beautiful
Only this evening I finished reading "Without." I remain stunned by not only the quality of the poetry, but by the utter honesty of Donald Hall in his documentation of... Lesen Sie weiter...
Veröffentlicht am 21. Dezember 1998 von T. Leamon
Goodbye, Jane...
I discovered Jane Kenyon when her poem "Otherwise" and her beautiful presence aired on Bill Moyers' "The Language of Life". Lesen Sie weiter...
Veröffentlicht am 2. Dezember 1998 von Nanci
Donald Hall - Life's Long Wave Goodbye
Everyone tells you, that you must walk the lonely road of caretaker-grave opener-survivor alone. Donald Hall's Without is the companion you never asked the heavens to bring you. Lesen Sie weiter...
Am 28. Juni 1998 veröffentlicht
Donald Hall and Another Elegy
Donald Hall is something of an expert on the life-pressing pains and vacuums of loss, and this new volume shows the sad master making poems that are by turns wrenching, comic,... Lesen Sie weiter...
Veröffentlicht am 20. Mai 1998 von Ann Arbor Reader
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