The Importance of Peeling Potatoes in Ukraine

Paperback | March 25, 2008

byMark Yakich

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An unconventional new collection from a National Poetry Series award winner

Mark Yakich 's acclaimed debut collection, Unrelated Individuals Forming a Group Waiting to Cross, examined the blessing and curse of romantic love in its multiplicities. The poems in his new collection approach questions of suffering and atrocity (e.g., war, genocide, fallen soufflés) with discerning humor and unconventional comedy. These poems show how humor can be taken as seriously as straight-ahead solemnity and how we can re-envision solemnity in terms other than lamentation, protest, and memorial.

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An unconventional new collection from a National Poetry Series award winner Mark Yakich 's acclaimed debut collection, Unrelated Individuals Forming a Group Waiting to Cross, examined the blessing and curse of romantic love in its multiplicities. The poems in his new collection approach questions of suffering and atrocity (e.g., war, ...

Mark Yakich has worked in the European Parliament in Brussels and has degrees in political science, West European studies, and poetry.

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Format:PaperbackDimensions:128 pages, 9 × 6 × 0.34 inPublished:March 25, 2008Publisher:Penguin Publishing GroupLanguage:English

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ISBN - 10:014311333X

ISBN - 13:9780143113331

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ROSA PARKSafter Auden after DanteO what heavenly suffering—What she can and can't do.(Save her a dance, Bruegel.)From knee to shining knee,Where is the painting of herFeet, which have never beenComfortable, arranged in pairsAs peaches are, relaxed, nothingTo do. Where is she notNot speaking No! tryingTo keep her world small andBold. Where is she confessingYes: I am neither arctic oxNor Peruvian goat. But ah,But oh, this is she, nose-flaredAnd ear-deep along a tangledBank, trying to find an endTo the story of people beingBought and sold. The rawYears thaw and thaw andThe law makes big menAmend but a little. When sheLay down for the last time,Did You tell her, O Lord—I couldn't—how white thoseDark woods would get?

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"Yakich's poetry radiates an aura of fresher imaginative possibilities that is invigorating in politically literal times."
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