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50 Things Kate Bush Taught Me About the Multiverse - Softcover

McGlynn, Karyna

 
9781946448941: 50 Things Kate Bush Taught Me About the Multiverse

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"These are poems with teeth and tenderness and so much knowledge. You’d overlook their sharp, glinting beauty at your peril.”
—Kathryn Nuernberger, author of The Witch of Eye and RUE


This is a book of tragicomic gurlesque word-witchery inspired by the Kate Bush cosmos. Campily glamorous, darkly funny, obsessively ekphrastic, boozily baroque, psychedelically girly & musically ecstatic, 50 Things Kate Bush Taught Me About the Multiverse dazzles as Karyna McGlynn's third collection.

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Über die Autorin bzw. den Autor

Karyna McGlynn is a writer, professor & collagist living in Memphis. She is the author of I Have to Go Back to 1994 and Kill a Girl (Sarabande 2009) and Hothouse (Sarabande 2017), which was a New York Times Editor's Choice. Karyna holds an MFA in Poetry from the University of Michigan, and a PhD in Creative Writing & English Literature from the University of Houston. Recent honors include the Diane Middlebrook Poetry Fellowship at the University of Wisconsin, a visiting professorship at Oberlin College, the Rumi Prize for Poetry selected by Cate Marvin, and the Florida Review Editors' Award in Fiction. With Erika Jo Brown, she's co-editing the anthology Clever Girl: Witty Poetry by Women.

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A Real Artist Makes Us Fall in Love with Ghosts

How could you leave me when I needed to possess you?
―Kate Bush, “Wuthering Heights”

I’m such a Scorpio. I want to haunt you into loving me.
I want the heavy lace hem of my nightgown
to brush your bare feet with fresh dew from the moors.
I want you to spend the rest of your life
hearing my song ripping through chimneys,
my mad footsteps pacing the attic above you,
my best dress: a plume of plasma descending
the stairs to a coronation that will never happen.

I’m running my icy fingers down the length of
the verso. I’m tapping lightly
on the paper that divides us.

If you heard it, I need you to know:
I have a way to cut a door
in the poem & step through it.
It’s just this sheet that divides us.
It’s just nothing.

I see you.
You can warm me.
Will you let me in.

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