{"product_id":"the-orchard","title":"The Orchard","description":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eFinalist, the Pulitzer Prize, National Book Critics Circle Award, and Los Angeles Times Book Prize in Poetry\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e This stunning collection was a Finalist for the Pulitzer Prize, the National Book Critics Circle Award and for the Los Angeles Times Book Prize in Poetry.  Richly allusive, the poems in Brigit Pegeen Kelly's\u003cem\u003e The Orchard \u003c\/em\u003eevoke elements of myth in distinctive aural and rhythmic patterns.  Her poetic strength lies in her ability to cast poems as modern myths and allegories.  Propelled by patterned repetitions and lush cadences, the poems move the reader through a landscape where waking and dream consciousness fuse.  Stephen Dobyns writes, \"Brigit Pegeen Kelly is one of the very best poets now writing in the United States.  In fact, there is no one who is any better.  Not only are her poems brilliantly made, but they also give great pleasure.  Rarely are those two qualities seen together in one poet, but in Kelly's work, especially in her new book, \u003cem\u003eThe Orchard\u003c\/em\u003e, it happens again and again.  For a lover of poetry, the result is pure exhilaration.\" \"…Her poems are like no one else’s—hard and luminous, weird in the sense of making a thing strange that we at last might see it, poems that from book to book show a strength that flexes itself, both formally and in terms of content, in ways that continue to, at equal turns, teach and surprise.\"–\u003cem\u003eAmerican Poet\u003c\/em\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e The Satyr's Heart \u003c\/strong\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e Now I rest my head on the satyr's carved chest,\u003cbr\u003e The hallow where the heart would have been, if sandstone \u003cbr\u003e Had a heart, if a headless goat man could have a heart. \u003cbr\u003e His neck rises to a dull point, points upward\u003cbr\u003e To something long gone, elusive, and at his feet \u003cbr\u003e The small flowers swarm, earnest and sweet, a clamor \u003cbr\u003e Of white, a clamor of blue, and black the sweating soil \u003cbr\u003e They breed in...If I sit without moving, how quickly \u003cbr\u003e Things change, birds turning tricks in the trees, \u003cbr\u003e Colorless birds and those with color, the wind fingering\u003cbr\u003e The twigs, and the furred creatures doing whatever \u003cbr\u003e Furred creatures do. So, and so. There is the smell of fruit\u003cbr\u003e And the smell of wet coins. There is the sound of a bird \u003cbr\u003e Crying, and the sound of water that does not move... \u003cbr\u003e If I pick the dead iris?  If I wave it above me \u003cbr\u003e Like a flag, a blazoned flag?  My fanfare?  Little fare\u003cbr\u003e With which I buy my way, making things brave? \u003cbr\u003e No, that's not it. Uncovering what is brave. The way\u003cbr\u003e Now I bend over and with my foot turn up a stone,\u003cbr\u003e And there they are: the armies of pale creatures who \u003cbr\u003e Without cease or doubt sew the sweet sad earth.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cbr\u003e © BOA Editions, Ltd 2004 \u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e Available editions: \u003cbr\u003e ----------------------------------------------------------------------------\u003cbr\u003e Paperback ISBN: 1-929918-48-8\u003cbr\u003e Price: $14.95 \u003cbr\u003e Publication Date: March 2004\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"BOA Editions, Ltd.","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":8419143557,"sku":"1929918488","price":14.95,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0982\/0178\/products\/THE_ORCHARD2.jpg?v=1527683600","url":"https:\/\/shop.boaeditions.org\/products\/the-orchard","provider":"Boa Editions","version":"1.0","type":"link"}