Dancing, With Mirrors by George AmabileDancing, With Mirrors by George Amabile

Dancing, With Mirrors

byGeorge Amabile

Paperback | September 1, 2011

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Dancing, with Mirrors is George Amabile's `lyrical retrospective', a thoughtful fragmentation and re-arrangement of his personal history. These eleven `cantos' tumble into and over each other in a rush of passion, memory, devastation, and quiet moments that promise renewal; here, Amabile's talent for sounding the complex depths of everyday life shines like a beacon.

George Amabile has published his poetry, fiction and non-fiction in the USA, Canada, Europe, England, Wales, South America, Australia and New Zealand in over a hundred anthologies, magazines, journals and periodicals including The New Yorker, The New Yorker Book of Poems, Harper's, Poetry (Chicago), American Poetry Review, Botteghe Osc...
Title:Dancing, With MirrorsFormat:PaperbackDimensions:192 pages, 8.73 × 5.58 × 0.7 inPublished:September 1, 2011Publisher:Porcupine's QuillLanguage:English

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ISBN - 10:0889843430

ISBN - 13:9780889843431

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From the Author

When I began this project, my hope was that, looked at closely, fragments of an individual life -- moments of intensity or understanding, crossroads, discoveries, the dynamics of family and friendship, the shifting gestalts of public and private events, glimpses of the interplay between mind, spirit, and world -- might become a vehicle for speaking to some of the concerns that have emerged, with some urgency, from the cultural matrix of the last half century. The cantos, as I call them, are organized by juxtapositions which reveal thematic linkages, or narrative connections, and sometimes both.The fascination I have always had with language, its mysterious ways of opening marvellously unexpected and often entirely unpredictable episodes of meaning and nuance and resonance, along with the delight I take in the rhythmic complexity and subtle sound patterns of a well written sentence or stanza or paragraph, has been an endlessly intriguing adventure that has remained vivid and fresh and has sustained my efforts for half a century.

Read from the Book

Transit in Absentia. . . . . .6.A fuzzy half-moon hangs from the bruised night.It looks as though it has become infectedwith some as yet uncatalogued fungus, tenaciousas angelhair. It has lost its placein the old stories -- Astarte, Nanna,His-wang-mu, or the Mexican TricksterConejo -- and must be contentwith its role as pock-marked veteranof obscure plagues and wars,the unearthly darkness packed like greasearound a bearingthat won't hold up much longer.7.And all the while they were imaginingsoft landings, the night sky,the moon a pearl among diamonds,the empty sleeves of the sea.Later, they abandoned each otherto ambivalent shade, breathingshallow afternoons and closing the booksthey had leafed through as a hedge against boredom.It was enough to dream with half closed eyes,to speak in fragments, in a vernacularconditioned by boutiques and cafes.Pods ripen and fall.They gather their towels and cups,their headbands, their unread mail,and that is all they have time forunder cliffs with their fossil recordslying carelessly open,a rough Braille in the decaying light.8.The big boat shudders and hums.Light sparkles under a thin haze.As the stern veers and steadies,blue hills drift away. The gullsadjust. The air-vent grillsquiver and blur, and the waves,slate grey like the backsof the gulls, changetextures: chippedstone like a primitive ax-head,hammered lead,burred steel and a cross-hatchof loosely woven linen...The breeze dies. The sea is a mirrorfilled with nothing but time.. . . . . .

Editorial Reviews

`A remarkable writer, Amabile provides us with a key to a larger understanding of the male ethos, something few male writers have attempted to do with such openness and honesty.'