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Don't Call Us Dead: Poems
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Title: Don't Call Us Dead: Poems
Author: Danez Smith
ISBN: 9781555977856
Publisher: Graywolf Press
Published: 2017
Binding: Paperback
Language: English
Number of Pages: 96
Publisher Description: <p><b>Finalist for the National Book Award for Poetry<br>Winner of the Forward Prize for Best Collection <p/>"[Smith's] poems are enriched to the point of volatility, but they pay out, often, in sudden joy."--</b><i><b>The New Yorker </b><br></i><br>Award-winning poet Danez Smith is a groundbreaking force, celebrated for deft lyrics, urgent subjects, and performative power. <i>Don't Call Us Dead</i> opens with a heartrending sequence that imagines an afterlife for black men shot by police, a place where suspicion, violence, and grief are forgotten and replaced with the safety, love, and longevity they deserved here on earth. Smith turns then to desire, mortality--the dangers experienced in skin and body and blood--and a diagnosis of HIV positive. "Some of us are killed / in pieces," Smith writes, "some of us all at once." <i>Don't Call Us Dead</i> is an astonishing and ambitious collection, one that confronts, praises, and rebukes America--"Dear White America"--where every day is too often a funeral and not often enough a miracle.</p>
Author: Danez Smith
ISBN: 9781555977856
Publisher: Graywolf Press
Published: 2017
Binding: Paperback
Language: English
Number of Pages: 96
Publisher Description: <p><b>Finalist for the National Book Award for Poetry<br>Winner of the Forward Prize for Best Collection <p/>"[Smith's] poems are enriched to the point of volatility, but they pay out, often, in sudden joy."--</b><i><b>The New Yorker </b><br></i><br>Award-winning poet Danez Smith is a groundbreaking force, celebrated for deft lyrics, urgent subjects, and performative power. <i>Don't Call Us Dead</i> opens with a heartrending sequence that imagines an afterlife for black men shot by police, a place where suspicion, violence, and grief are forgotten and replaced with the safety, love, and longevity they deserved here on earth. Smith turns then to desire, mortality--the dangers experienced in skin and body and blood--and a diagnosis of HIV positive. "Some of us are killed / in pieces," Smith writes, "some of us all at once." <i>Don't Call Us Dead</i> is an astonishing and ambitious collection, one that confronts, praises, and rebukes America--"Dear White America"--where every day is too often a funeral and not often enough a miracle.</p>
