{"title":"Russell Edson","description":"\u003cp\u003eRussell Edson was a poet, novelist, writer and illustrator. Called the “godfather of the prose poem” Edson began publishing poetry in the 1960’s and is the author of thirteen collections, including \u003cem\u003eThe Rooster’s Wife\u003c\/em\u003e (BOA, 2005). Edson received fellowships from the National Endowment for the Arts and the Guggenheim Foundation. He lived for many years in Stamford CT, and died in 2014.\u003c\/p\u003e","products":[{"product_id":"the-roosters-wife","title":"The Rooster's Wife","description":"\u003cp\u003eFor decades, Russell Edson has been producing a body of work unique in perspective and singular in approach. Here are contorted Darwinian narratives of apes and monkeys exhibiting absurdly human behavior, along with elephants, horses, chickens, mermaids and mice. \"Russell Edson is one of the most important and unique poets in the later part of the 20th century. Since the early 1960s, Edson has dazzled readers with his eerie logic, (ir)rational narrative gymnastics, and comic wisdom.  He is certainly one of the preeminent writers of the prose poem in America today.\" -- Mark Tursi\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Monkey Gas\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e          I ordered ape, and was served monkey….\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e          I had dug right into the corpse curled on my plate like someone dreaming so deeply never to be awakened again, not even by death.\u003cbr\u003e          So human, and yet not so much so as to make me out a cannibal....\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e          But, as I was picking ape out of my teeth, and belching what I thought were ape flavored belches, I discovered that I was actually belching monkey gas.\u003cbr\u003e          I said to the waiter, why am I belching monkey instead of ape?\u003cbr\u003e          You’ve probably got a case of monkey gas, he said.\u003cbr\u003e          Monkey gas? But the menu said, ape.\u003cbr\u003e          It’s the octopus, he said, he ran out of ink, and had just enough for ape; though monkeys are smaller, they take twice the ink.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e          And so, being true to the above, I continued the belching of monkey gas for no better reason, save that an octopus had run out of ink....\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cbr\u003e © BOA Editions, Ltd 2005\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e Available editions: \u003cbr\u003e -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- \u003cbr\u003e Cloth ISBN: 978-1-929918-62-1 \u003cbr\u003e Price: $22.00 \u003cbr\u003e Publishing Date: March 2005 \u003cbr\u003e Paperback ISBN: 978-1-929918-63-8\u003cbr\u003e Price: $14.95 \u003cbr\u003e Publishing Date: March 2005\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"BOA Editions, Ltd.","offers":[{"title":"Paperback","offer_id":9802473157,"sku":"9781929918638","price":14.95,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true},{"title":"Cloth","offer_id":40608619430059,"sku":"","price":30.0,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0982\/0178\/products\/THE_ROOSTER_S_WIFE.jpg?v=1527683605"},{"product_id":"little-mr-prose-poem-selected-poems-of-russell-edson","title":"Little Mr. Prose Poem: Selected Poems of Russell Edson","description":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eA baby that keeps losing its brain, a cow in a wedding gown, a woman whose chest is a radio—bizarre and whimsical figures populate the dreamlike prose poems of Russell Edson (1935-2014).\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eA seminal voice in American prose poetry from the sixties onward, Edson’s whole career is surveyed in a single volume edited for our times, presenting a new and contemporary view of a poet of startling imagination and strangeness. Craig Morgan Teicher calls us to witness Edson’s obsessions with the curious, the absurd, and the peculiar, and the ways in which they can haunt our daily lives. The prose poems in this collection mold our everyday into something extraordinary and unsettling. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003eEdson’s poems are surreal fables in which his characters experience all that life throws at them— marriage, parenthood, technological advances, aging, dying, the afterlife— through irreverent dialogue and vivid imagery in turns both humorous and grotesque. Russell Edson is a vital and ever-contemporary poet with a unique moral and comedic vision, whose literary career quietly yet definitively shaped the prose poetry subgenre as we know it now. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch3\u003ePraise for \u003cem\u003eLittle Mr. Prose Poem\u003c\/em\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003c\/h3\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\"These off-kilter tales and tableaux balance the humorous and the serious, the macabre and the sweet, offering much beauty and endlessly startling turns to be explored.\" \u003cstrong\u003e\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003ePublishers Weekly\u003c\/i\u003e, ★ Starred Review\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch4\u003eClouds\u003c\/h4\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003e     A husband and wife climbed to the roof of their house, and each at the extremes of the ridge stood facing the other the while that the clouds took to form and reform. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cspan style=\"font-weight: 400;\"\u003e     The husband said, shall we do backward dives, and into windows floating come kissing in a central room?\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e     I am standing on the bottom of an overturned boat, said the wife.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e     The husband said, shall I somersault along the ridge of the roof and up your legs and through your dress out of the neck of your dress to kiss you?\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e     I am a roof statue on a temple in an archaeologist’s dream, said the wife.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e     The husband said, let us go down now and do what it is to make another come into the world.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e     Look, said the wife, the eternal clouds.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"BOA Editions, Ltd.","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":42521669992677,"sku":"","price":17.0,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0982\/0178\/products\/LittleMrProsePoem_CVR_RGB_SM.jpg?v=1645560432"}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0982\/0178\/collections\/Edson.jpg?v=1454351363","url":"https:\/\/shop.boaeditions.org\/collections\/russell-edson.oembed","provider":"Boa Editions","version":"1.0","type":"link"}