The sea with no one in it by Niki KoulourisThe sea with no one in it by Niki Koulouris

The sea with no one in it

byNiki Koulouris

Paperback | October 1, 2013

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In The sea with no one in it, Niki Koulouris takes readers from the mysterious and powerful depths of the ocean to the familiar and disparate artifacts of our land-locked daily lives.

Niki Koulouris was born in Melbourne, Australia, and is a graduate of the University of Melbourne and RMIT University. She has worked as a staff writer and editor at Victoria University. Her poetry and prose has appeared in The Cortland Review, Space, Subtext Magazine and The Age. A beer enthusiast, she has been known to start spontane...
Title:The sea with no one in itFormat:PaperbackDimensions:64 pages, 8.78 × 5.6 × 0.26 inPublished:October 1, 2013Publisher:Porcupine's QuillLanguage:English

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ISBN - 10:0889843635

ISBN - 13:9780889843639

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1.It looks like the ocean with its cargo of gunpowder and ashbottles the colour of bulls from another era longhorns moving aheadand not much else once it had beenhalf man, half sea unhealed, yet unwoundedby the greyest of steeples I do not think of the deepwhat has been wornwill be worn again by sheiks why leave these shores when the rest of the waves will come to uswhat more can they bring us these waveswith their formula-one alligator instincts but vast zithers and drop sheets that fall short of rafts. 11. Today of all days this is the sea with no one in it is this all it will be unable to dye all it touchesin primitive inkwhat could you give the sea but your stripes, since you ask, your war paint, your blindfoldsyour appetite for westernsin exchange for waves as wide as trains from the next frontier.17. It was there all along as if undiscovered the modern seaalready alive, sawn off craved by gravelsummoned by the populace that salvaged pendants from the surgery of tides even though it was the sea it did not seem like it nor did it seem like what it could be it was not the sea I missed on its way to another age It has always been like the sky on a day no one is born it has become its counterpart a half icon, as permanent, from where can it be seized how should it be adorned?

Table of Contents

Part 1
1. I'm fond of ships
2. It looks like the ocean
3. Don't mention the sea
4. You'll miss more than the road
5. You prefer these battles
6. When night spiked
7. As evening misses
8. As you look out
9. The closer you look
10. If I'm the type
11. Today of all days
12. Today the fish are sober
13. The sea does not need
14. You'll never know the sea
15. Any day you walk the shore
16. It was there all along
17. The shoreline tells you
18. Now the sea has the likeness
19. You are the self-adorned
20. World-worship at the Consulate

Part 2
21. You have given me a city
22. Shelled like the moon
23. Arrows for stone fruit/Did I leave the San Francisco Museum
24. In a pact with an owl
25. The bear is carved
26. I write for the beast
27. If anything, he kept his onions
28. I've come to expect Guernica
29. These animals, they keep their heads
30. Why think of her as the stranger
31. As wide as the foot
32. I bought a souvenir of New York
33. In a turquoise cab
34. You don't have to be finished
35. I am aware of It and Lunch
36. You may decide rain
37. Where were stars
38. The impish drizzle
39. The palm trees along the shore
40. This is the new office
41. These are works barely made
42. Admire the forest
43. Should I think of the river
44. It's always midnight

Editorial Reviews

In The sea with no one in it, Niki Koulouris takes readers from the mysterious and powerful depths of the ocean to the familiar and disparate artifacts of our land-locked daily lives.'It is not surprising that Canadian poet, Niki Koulouris, who was raised in Australia and whose heritage is Greek, focuses her imagination on the sea. What is surprising is the stunning poetry she makes of her setting. These poems - with their unexpected turns, startling juxtapositions, dream sequences and mysteries - are in the service of a sibylline voice that makes Koulouris heir to MacEwen, Atwood and Lowther. By bringing shards of the classical world into the present, Koulouris' poems provide us with an ironic and, I believe, accurate presentation of our contemporary bewilderment' - Kenneth Sherman