![]() The collection is composed of five sections. ![]() Odessa was named with Odysseus in mind, an explorer's gift, a writer's treasure, in some ways. ![]() Into my hand: Little book, go to the city without me. Whitening their bodies: mother, father dancing, moving Took a handful of snow, put it in my mouth. The German tanks on tractors, I kept a suitcase fullĪt night, I woke to whisper: yes, we lived. At this, my doctor laughed, his granddaughterĪnd my classmate invented twenty names for Jew. Its pulse) my mother danced, she filled the past Loneliness, hid the dead in the earth like partisans. Letters with a child’s signature, a raspberry, a page of sky.įrom her balcony, she pulled imagination like a blanket We lived north of the future, days opened I found this first volume on the whole wonderful, reading it through slowly once, then again and again. ![]() Loving her is simple as putting raspberriesĭancing in Odessa is the first full book of poems (there was a chapbook, and there are several other books on related topics, collections with others) from Ilya Kaminsky the second, Deaf Republic, I also read and reviewed here recently. Then my mother begins to dance, re-arranging ![]()
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