{"product_id":"an-unkindness-of-ravens","title":"An Unkindness of Ravens","description":"\u003ch5\u003eSigned copies available in limited quantities\u003c\/h5\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eIn \u003cem\u003eAn Unkindness of Ravens\u003c\/em\u003e, Meg Kearney's poems weave voices of estrangement and redemption: mothers, daughters, lovers of gin, and dead things. In an attempt to create an identity—to imagine a past when all biological and genealogical ties have been severed—Kearney's poems create their own mythology in order to tell an emotional truth. A number of poems find the protagonist speaking to the character, Raven, who serves as an imaginary lover, friend, and foe: the vehicle through which the reader identifies with the speaker's joy and angst.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch4\u003eWhat She Told Me\u003c\/h4\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eSometimes the raven talks in its sleep.\u003cbr\u003eOnce, it said\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eNot enough.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOnce, it said\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eOh, Mother.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOnce it caught me hovering\u003cbr\u003eover its trembling beak, my ear so close\u003cbr\u003eI feared I might fall.\u003cbr\u003eIt shook my hair from its eyes; we\u003cbr\u003ewere perched in a tree and below\u003cbr\u003ethe city shivered.\u003cbr\u003eI could smell the dead\u003cbr\u003ethe raven had eaten for breakfast. Its back\u003cbr\u003ewas purple, red, then white; its back\u003cbr\u003ewas a room. A chapel dimly lit\u003cbr\u003ewhere a woman was crying. I thought\u003cbr\u003eI knew her; her eyes were hazel. I almost\u003cbr\u003ecalled her name, but she hurried away,\u003cbr\u003eslipping a photograph of me\u003cbr\u003einto her pocket.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch4\u003ePraise for the collection\u003c\/h4\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e“Meg Kearney's \u003cem\u003eAn Unkindness of Ravens\u003c\/em\u003e is a book of reticence and revelation, secrecy and surprise. Few poems are narrative, but something like a story emerges from these lyrics alive with hurt and splendor. Although the poems radiate personal feeling, we have no sense of confessional poetry as deliberate self-revelation; Kearney's confessional is Catholic. Some poems, especially the raven series, derive from the recesses of dream; others observe the world from the outside. Wherever place her poems come from, their beauty lies in their language.” \u003cstrong\u003e—Donald Hall, from the Foreword\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003ch6\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/h6\u003e\n\u003ch6\u003e© BOA Editions, Ltd. 2001\u003c\/h6\u003e","brand":null,"offers":[{"title":"Paperback","offer_id":19504472005,"sku":"9781929918096","price":14.0,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true},{"title":"Paperback (Signed)","offer_id":12462816329809,"sku":"","price":25.0,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0982\/0178\/products\/AN_UNKINDNESS_OF_RAVENS.jpg?v=1527683168","url":"https:\/\/shop.boaeditions.org\/products\/an-unkindness-of-ravens","provider":"Boa Editions","version":"1.0","type":"link"}