Domain of Silence/Domain of Absence: New & Selected Poems, 1963-2015 by Louis PhillipsDomain of Silence/Domain of Absence: New & Selected Poems, 1963-2015 by Louis Phillips

Domain of Silence/Domain of Absence: New & Selected Poems, 1963-2015

byLouis Phillips

Paperback | September 15, 2015

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This book brings together a wide selection of poems on diverse subjects (the circus, Ted Williams, marriage, joys, grief, raising children, The Marx Brothers, etc.) written in diverse styles and numerous forms. The poems trace the career of a man who began writing stories and songs at age seven and has continued to work at his craft for over sixty years.

Title:Domain of Silence/Domain of Absence: New & Selected Poems, 1963-2015Format:PaperbackDimensions:232 pages, 9 × 6 × 0.49 inPublished:September 15, 2015Publisher:Pleasure Boat StudioLanguage:English

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ISBN - 10:0912887192

ISBN - 13:9780912887197

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Poems 1963 --1979On Varicose Legs my Grandmother StoodThe ChristeningThe Act of Seeing is a Moral ChoiceSwelling is at the Heart of ThingsI Was Reared on AngelsWhat Do We Learn in BedFather and Son Play Golf in the DarkThe CircusWilliams' Last GameGovernor Wallace Shot Many TimesTo Friends Living in California78 Miners in Mannington, West VirginiaOur Poets Are Haunted by Dead DeerDeath in the CountryA Catalogue of Earthly PleasuresWhen The Dolphins CameCrumpGoing to the Movies on a Summer Afternoon To See Alfred Hitchcock's The BirdsAvernus Shoe Co.Giant Caterpillars Devour a Major City on the East CoastBird-WatchingFalling Asleep at a ConcertNew Year's Eve, Somewhere in New JerseyBeginning a New Decade at My Friend's House in PennsylvaniaUnio MysticaSequence For My LadyLove When You GoElephantsHow Much is the Morning Worth?Among Mountains That Have Themselves NamesThe Dance of the Sleeping HorsesDriving Thru The Mountains While Listening to the Car Radio Late at NightCritic, Take WarningAbsencePoems 1980 -2009Try This Poem Before You Read Any OtherWhat Separates Fathers FromAl Capone's SonnetThe HorizonThe King of the High Ones Fingers Sweaters I Do Not Understand French MetricBottom's DreamBrutalized By Fossils & the Dynamic Theory of MotionExitsWellThe AnniversaryReallyCaves of SleepOne 0'Clock JumpLearning to Eat FireMy Mother's Wedding PhotoFinal Walk With My MotherSon of Sailing To ByzantiumBob Hope at the Hot Gates of Memory LossA Doorbell Rings on the Television Screen & I Get up to Answer the DoorBurt Lancaster in His Long Wool CoatThe 15th RoundI Too Have Lived in the LighthouseWhere is the God of Happiness When I Need Him So CompletelyAmatorioPrimary WorldsMusings From the LaundromatMeteor Shower10 Philosophical mistakesAdolescenceWhen Poor Jack Was Young TroutReading Philip Larkin Fucks You UpAs ignorant as the Man in the MoonSo Much the Richness of This WorldIn the Field of Broken HeartsFuneral Procession in the Gates of Ivory On Reading PoetryAmid Things VisibleThe Company We KeepEven As I Tell YouOnly in Such Language Do We Make The World Our OwnFlowing Into This PoemOh I Love NEW POEMS Windchimes The End of Summer One Summer Evening Is This What We Have Lived For? Europe Stand Up Straight We are Always Ourselves and Others You Can't Get There From Here The Marx Brothers in The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock Living Without Touching Philosophy and the MoviesVariation on Wendy Cope's Variation On Belloc's FatigueRiddle PoemSome Other Day in the History of the WorldFeathering as They Do in ExaltationThe DowagerToo Many Things Are Likely to Go WrongUntil the Eclipse of the MoonUntil It StopsThe Escape HatchThe DeadBehind the Palace of JusticeAnother Shepherd's CalendarSleeveReasonThe Address BookSelfLove Poem, Without Frills, For My WifeWalking the Final Mile ForeverAnother Windy LamentLooking For Something That Is Truly KnownClassic CaseSo It Comes Down To ThisBy the Things of the BodyWhat the Morning Never SuspectedMore Like MeThe Nothing RiverFalstaff at the End of His RopeFrom What We Call Light7 Day BluesIn the Splendid Field of SalvationWhat Sort of Place the World IsA Critical Glance at William Carlos Williams' Poem "The Dance"Next TimeBut That's How Life IsShadow CastTorrents of WistfulnessWhat Travels Upward Toward the HeartFestivalsThe Reader in the NightEven

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"It would be easy to say that Louis Phillips's poems are merely delightful, except there's always the dark waters roiling underneath. He's a rare poet both of surface and of depth." - Edward Field"Phillips is a wonderfully imaginative and original writer. I don't know anybody who can handle a variety of voices, as well as an astonishing variety of times and places, with the ease and skill he repeatedly demonstrates." - George Garrett"Louis Phillips perpetually dazzles us with fresh surprises and insights that nobody else could have had. His poems are a joy. May readers who don't already know them discover them, may veteran Phillips's fans kick up their heels in glee at the sight of this new array." X.J. Kennedy"I want ou to know that I keep several of your books on a shelf in the bathroom of my study - which as you know is a place of honor for frequent reference. I'm grateful to you for much blitheness and good cheer." - RIchard WIlbur