(H/B) ROME

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A heartbreaking collection from one of the most recognized and influential new voices in American poetry.
Dorothea Lasky has been hailed as "undoubtedly one of the nation's most talented younger poets" (Huffington Post). From her first book, AWE, Lasky has been crafting her hallmark voice, a mixture of language that is "boldly colored, unabashed, and wildly human" (Timothy Donnelly), presenting her readers with poetry full of "blood-red realness" (Boston Globe) and haunting lines that "recall Frank O'Hara and Allen Ginsberg" (Chicago Tribune). With each new book, from the grand religiosity of AWE to the flat sadness and nihilism of Black Life to the witchery of Thunderbird, her poems have kept gaining an increasingly robust readership and have influenced an entire generation of new poets, fusing the transcendent vision of the New York School with a kind of performative confessionalism, bringing the force and power of the classical world into the everyday.
ROME, her fourth collection, marks the arrival of this seminal American poet to the classic Liveright imprint. This work finds her in the arena of eternal longing and heartsick desire, confronting her ghosts and demons, savaged by grief and lust. ROME is a book populated with love's proxies, its wounded animals and desiccated bodies, in league with her chosen poetic company: Catullus and Anne Sexton, Nicki Minaj and Drake. Pulitzer Prize winner Tracy K. Smith writes, "Dorothea Lasky's ROME is dark, fearlessly frank, unabashedly vulnerable, and full of real live heart." In these poems of high lyricism, Lasky fuses the ancient world, with all its grandiosity and power, with the fierceness and heartbreak of our everyday world, where sometimes all a poet can do is to carry her line like a weapon in an awful blood sport - the blood jet - taking no prisoners as she slashes across a landscape of language, strange fascinations, real people, and the imagination. (From the publisher)

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HUNTERS
WHY POETRY CAN BE HARD FOR MOST PEOPLE
NEVER DID AMOUNT TO ANYTHING
PORN
WHAT'S WORSE
WINTER
I AM EDDIE MURPHY
PEOPLE DO REALLY BAD THINGS
HORACE, TO THE ROMANS
THE ORANGE FLOWER
DEPRESSION
DIET MOUNTAIN DEW
YOU WERE SO BLOND
I JUST HOPE I CAN SLEEP
THE ROMAN POETS
THE OPEN SOUND OF FRENCH
THE AMETHYST
BLAZING STAR LODGE
I REMEMBER IN THE MORNING
JULY
IT IS QUIET
FEBRUARY 21ST
THE EMPTY COLISEUM
LILAC
I KNOW THERE IS ANOTHER WORLD
A NEW REALITY
LILAC FIELD
THE GROVELER
MOVING
THE BED
ONCE IT'S IN THE PICTURE
POEM TO FLORENCE
I WANT TO BE ALIVE
THE DOGS
YOU THINK LANGUAGE IS SILLY UNTIL IT HAPPENS TO YOU
COMPLAINERS
SADNESS
WHY IS A MOUSE SAD?
I FEEL PITY
GEORG TRAKL IN THE GREEN SUN
TO DREAM
WILD
WHAT IS A MAN IF NOT A SIPHON
DAWN SONG
POEM FOR MY FRIEND
RELATIVE CERTAINTY
THE STATIC NATURE OF IT ALL
PALM TREE
THE WALL HANGING I NEVER NOTICED
THE RAIN
THE ART DECO OF THE WEST
SONNET WEATHER
I AM A CORPSE
THERE ARE A MILLION YOUNG MEN
IF I THOUGHT OF ANYTHING
THE DEAD OWE A LOT OF TAXES
THE END
THERE IS NOTHING
ROME