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- Author: Jean Feraca
- Publisher: University of Wisconsin Press
- ISBN-10: 1882280008
- ISBN-13: 9781882280001
- Format: 15.2 x 22.7 x 0.6 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English
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Author of the recent and critically acclaimed memoir, I Hear Voices, Jean Feraca is also an award-winning poet. Her second collection of poems, Crossing the Great Divide, has not been widely available until now but forms a fascinating counterpoint to the story of emergence she reveals in her memoir. Brilliant, passionate, sexual, these poems travel into mythic ancestral landscapes in southern Italy and Sicily, on a psychic journey of self-discovery, sometimes luminous, sometimes harrowing, leading ultimately to deliverance, as in the title poem of the collection: "I shall live out my life rejoicingribboning under the jagged shadow of the hawk. There is no reason for this joyeagle-bald, knifing through me like a canyon. There is nothing in this landscape that defines me."
(copyright Jean Feraca. All rights reserved.)
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- Author: Jean Feraca
- Publisher: University of Wisconsin Press
- ISBN-10: 1882280008
- ISBN-13: 9781882280001
- Format: 15.2 x 22.7 x 0.6 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English English
Author of the recent and critically acclaimed memoir, I Hear Voices, Jean Feraca is also an award-winning poet. Her second collection of poems, Crossing the Great Divide, has not been widely available until now but forms a fascinating counterpoint to the story of emergence she reveals in her memoir. Brilliant, passionate, sexual, these poems travel into mythic ancestral landscapes in southern Italy and Sicily, on a psychic journey of self-discovery, sometimes luminous, sometimes harrowing, leading ultimately to deliverance, as in the title poem of the collection: "I shall live out my life rejoicingribboning under the jagged shadow of the hawk. There is no reason for this joyeagle-bald, knifing through me like a canyon. There is nothing in this landscape that defines me."
(copyright Jean Feraca. All rights reserved.)
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