Claudia Keelan
Autor de Utopic
Sobre El Autor
Claudia Keelan's books include Refinery (Cleveland State University Press), The Secularist (University of Georgia Press), Utopic (Alice James Books) and Of & Among There Was A Locus(t) (Ashata Press). In 2001, she received the Silver Pen award from the state of Nevada. She teaches in the MFA mostrar más International at the University of Nevada, Las Vegas, where she edits Interim. mostrar menos
Obras de Claudia Keelan
Interim Volume 20, Numbers 1 &2 1 copia
Etiquetado
Conocimiento común
- Fecha de nacimiento
- 1959
- Género
- female
- Nacionalidad
- USA
- Lugar de nacimiento
- Anaheim, California, USA
- Lugares de residencia
- Las Vegas, Nevada, USA
- Educación
- Humboldt State University
- Relaciones
- Revell, Donald (husband)
Miembros
Reseñas
Premios
Estadísticas
- Obras
- 8
- Miembros
- 37
- Popularidad
- #390,572
- Valoración
- 4.0
- Reseñas
- 1
- ISBNs
- 6
“Everybody’s Autobiography,” occasioned by the death of Keelan's father, stays anchored in the personal, while at the same time it encompasses communal history and engages the ethical questions that inflect her poetics. How to stand and how to act in the world. She writes, “Because it was my father who taught me to distrust/ distinctions that separated the simple subject from the compound subject particularly, and to begin with,/ the subject I. I’m hungry, I told my father.// The world is rumbling, he said, / and placed a piece of bread in my mouth.” And, in a line that echoes Abby Lincoln, “You must give yourself away. Then you can sleep.” Keelan’s father worked the oil fields, which causes her to reflect on “A Brief History of the Major Oil Companies in the Gulf Region,” and, by extension, September 11th, 2001: “This has something to do with my father, with oil, with me./ My government and you.” Her father’s death also initiates the process of her “waking to my childhood.” In “Bildung Sequence,” she writes, “I’ve begun to remember/ My first self/ She wanted so much.” But memory can’t give back, can’t really effect a return to an earlier self. In “Same Dream,” she concludes, “So I have/ Tried to love my first/ Self and so she has/ Fled me.” As always with Claudia Keelan's poetry, the reader finds here thoughtfulness, ethical engagement with both world and language, as well as beautiful lines such as "The peregrine gnashed/ In the peregrination's dreams" and "Mile by mile/ We dusk." ("Little Elegy (1977-1991)")
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