{"title":"Ryan Teitman","description":"\u003cp\u003eRyan Teitman’s first collection of poetry, \u003cem\u003eLitany for the City\u003c\/em\u003e (BOA, 2012) won the A. Poulin, Jr. Poetry Prize. He was a Wallace Stegner Fellow in Poetry at Stanford University, and also worked as a newspaper reporter in Philadelphia before receiving an MFA and MA from Indiana University. Teitman currently teaches at Gettysburg College.\u003c\/p\u003e","products":[{"product_id":"litany-for-the-city","title":"Litany for the City","description":"\u003ch4\u003eWinner of the A. Poulin, Jr. Poetry Prize\u003c\/h4\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eSelected by Jane Hirshfield from over 600 manuscripts, \u003ci\u003eLitany for the City\u003c\/i\u003e is the winner of the 10th annual A. Poulin, Jr. Poetry Prize. Of \u003ci\u003eLitany for the City\u003c\/i\u003e, Hirshfield writes \"I found in this manuscript a poet doing the work of real exploration, thinking and feeling his way through images of cities both real and metaphoric, inner and outer. This book carries both startling imaginative freedoms and the impulsion of a person navigating the terrain of his life by means of the star-chart and sextant of poems––a winning combination, for me.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch4\u003e\"Cathedrals\"\u003c\/h4\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eWe tent our fingers\u003cbr\u003eto make a cathedral.\u003cbr\u003eThis is how it’s always been\u003cbr\u003edone— how a whisper\u003cbr\u003ebetween two palms\u003cbr\u003ebecomes an architecture \u003cbr\u003ewe can’t fit into\u003cbr\u003eour mouths. We hear\u003cbr\u003ewords like \u003ci\u003enave\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003eand remember shoveling\u003cbr\u003epiles of tulips into\u003cbr\u003ea burnt-out flatbed.\u003cbr\u003eAn old man says\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003ecupola\u003c\/i\u003e, and I think \u003cbr\u003eof knotty loaves\u003cbr\u003eof rye stacked\u003cbr\u003elike cordwood\u003cbr\u003ein the baker’s pantry.\u003cbr\u003eI dream of a church’s\u003cbr\u003eunfinished dome\u003cbr\u003esquinting upward\u003cbr\u003elike the battered eye-socket \u003cbr\u003eof a bare-knuckle boxer.\u003cbr\u003eEvery dream is its own\u003cbr\u003ekind of shaky cathedral—\u003cbr\u003ejoists and vaults bracing \u003cbr\u003eit against the weight \u003cbr\u003eof another morning \u003cbr\u003einvoked against us.\u003cbr\u003eThere’s a cathedral \u003cbr\u003ebuilt from the leg bones\u003cbr\u003eof draft horses and saints.\u003cbr\u003eA cathedral of birds\u003cbr\u003escaffolding the sky. \u003cbr\u003eA cathedral of bodies \u003cbr\u003eopening to each other \u003cbr\u003eon beds smooth as altars.\u003cbr\u003eA cathedral of hands\u003cbr\u003eunbuttoning the skin \u003cbr\u003eof every prayer \u003cbr\u003ewithin reach.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch4\u003ePraise for the collection\u003c\/h4\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e“Read this book to renew that faith in words and in the abiding truth that there is nothing under the sky unworthy of our whole attention and fervent praise.” \u003cem\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e—The Rumpus\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e“The cities in Teitman’s imagination are not of mortar and stone. They are holograms of places, colors, people and possibilities…the world is made better by his view.” —\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cem\u003eThe Washington Independent Review of Books\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch6\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/h6\u003e\n\u003ch6\u003e© BOA Editions, Ltd. 2012\u003c\/h6\u003e","brand":"BOA Editions, Ltd.","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":8420174533,"sku":"9781934414804","price":16.0,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0982\/0178\/products\/litanyforthecitybookstore.jpeg?v=1527683290"}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0982\/0178\/collections\/129.1329326597.jpeg?v=1449014884","url":"https:\/\/shop.boaeditions.org\/collections\/ryan-teitman.oembed","provider":"Boa Editions","version":"1.0","type":"link"}