The Snowbird Poems (cuRRents) - Softcover

Kroetsch, Robert

 
9780888644268: The Snowbird Poems (cuRRents)

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It's a matter of knowing winter. Snowbird travels south, seeks warmth, and begins waiting. Robert Kroetsch's new collection, The Snowbird Poems, is a brilliant flight of departure. Beached where he watches a drowning horizon, teased by romance, Snowbird lets his responses become a message in a bottle to the lost and for the found. Appearing at first wearing bifocals and drinking from a fake coconut, Snowbird goes on to retrieve the footprint of story from the ocean of memory.

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Born in Heisler, Alberta, Robert Kroetsch published his first novel, But We are Exiles in 1965, and his book The Studhorse Man (1969) won the Governor General's Award for Fiction. Throughout his career, he steadily elaborated his indelible mark on Canadian writing with his fiction, non-fiction, poetry, teaching, and scholarship.

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[Front cover flap] There is a time in life to sign off on cold winters. It's a matter of knowing when. Snowbird travels south seeking warmth and stakes out his spot on the beach. Accompanied by the mysterious and perceptive Henrietta, he reads variously, suntans frequently and begins searching. But is he stranded or has he come to the rescue? What would you do when beached on a drowning horizon? Look for a footprint in the sand. Look for a message in a bottle. Try to remember why you need to be rescued. Try to remember if you escaped. A teasing romance, a fragmented fiction, the attraction of an orange tree-this is a collection written to the lost and for the found. Written with deceptive playfulness, The Snowbird Poems is a poignant journey by one of Canada's leading writers. The bottle was a faded green, half-buried in the sand, corked tight. The message was not hand-written or hand-printed; it had been composed on a computer, printed out, and was perfectly clear to the eye. What disturbed me was the hand-written signature. The signature was mine. - from "meanwhile" [Back cover flap] "I say to myself, is it fair for a rival poet to get better and better? But of course Kroetsch is no rival.. He is comic, congenial and surprising. Like most of Kroetsch's long poems, this one is a glimpsed novel, and you know how much fun it is falling into one of those." -George Bowering As an extensively published novelist, poet, critic and scholar, Robert Kroetsch is one of Canada's most accomplished authors. Born in Heisler, Alberta, he earned his PhD at the University of Iowa. In 1969 his third novel, The Studhorse Man, won the Governor General's Award for Fiction. His most recent collection of poetry, The Hornbooks of Rita K (The University of Alberta Press), was short-listed for the Governor General's Award for Poetry in 2001. Robert Kroetsch lives in Winnipeg. Cover image: (details) The University of Alberta Press A volume in CURRENTS, a Canadian literature series Book design by Alan Brownoff Printed in Canada $24.95 in Canada www.uap.ualberta.ca [Back cover] Never mind the water, just keep an eye on the sky for falling objects. And I'm not talking meteors here. You could get hit on the head by a large rubber ball. What I mean is, the beach is crowded. So you're alone, so what? Like the lady said, tough luck. So you got old. Don't tell me you fell for the one about (forgive the contradiction) eternal youth. And yet, hey, I really feel pretty good. I mean, put on your bifocals. Look at those bikinis. And pass me my drink, would you? No, not the water, the one in the fake coconut. This is living. And wait a minute. Are you Friday, or am I? -from "beached 3"

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