Collected poems

Robert Bly

Book - 2018

An extraordinary culmination for Robert Bly's lifelong intellectual adventure, Collected Poems presents the full magnitude of his body of work for the first time. Bly has long been the voice of transcendentalism and meditative mysticism for his generation; every stage of his work is warmed by his devotion to the art of poetry and his affection for the varied worlds that inspire him. Influenced by Emerson and Thoreau alongside spiritual traditions from Sufism to Gnosticism, he is a poet moved by mysteries, speaking the language of images. Collected Poems gathers the fourteen volumes of his impressive oeuvre into one place, including his imagistic debut, Silence in the Snowy Fields (1962); the clear-eyed truth-telling of his National Boo...k Award-winning collection, The Light Around the Body (1967); the masterful prose poems of The Morning Glory (1975); and the fiercely introspective, uniquely American ghazals of his latest collection, Talking into the Ear of a Donkey (2011). A monumental poetic achievement, Collected Poems makes clear why poets and lovers of poetry have long looked to Robert Bly for emotional authenticity, moral authority, and artistic inspiration.--

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New York : W. W. Norton & Company [2018]
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Robert Bly (author)
First edition
Item Description
Includes index.
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xxxi, 533 pages ; 25 cm
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Review by New York Times Review

THERE MIGHT BE LITTLE left to Say about Robert Bly, the poet, critic, translator and nonagenarian whose astonishing "Collected Poems" is now available. Ever since 1962, when "Silence in the Snowy Fields" established him as a poet of desperate sincerity, he has been a paragon of Jungianism against the brutality of capitalism and militancy. He's hardly changed. But everything else has, and with it the significance of a poet who believes that poems should be near the center of life. Bly was born in 1926 in a Norwegian Lutheran community in Minnesota, the son of a farmer. He served in the Navy during World War II and entered Harvard as a 21-year-old sophomore in 1947. It is superfluous to say that Bly is one of the legends of contemporary poetry, which never got over its bewilderment at producing him; reasonably or not, he remains the prototypical non-modernist, the one who set in motion a poetics of intensity for generations to come. His methods were mined and sifted by peers. The use of the poem as a luminous mat was gleaned by W. S. Merwin; as a field for erotic surprise by Galway Kinnell; as an awakening into consciousness and moral decency by James Wright and William Stafford. Bly rejects decor. What you see throughout "Collected Poems," this 505page retrospective of 14 books and some 600 poems, is that he is not interested in covering an entire poem with incidents, but in hierarchies of emphasis, beginning with longing. He offers little interest in the hedonism of thought championed by his Harvard classmate John Ashbery. Instead, Bly's precinct of the imagination is like a womb of consciousness: "Inside me there is a confusion of swallows, / Birds flying through the smoke." Here lay ambiguity, tangibility, the scrutiny of tiny passages of existence abounding in a pastoral field, all with the intensity of fairy tale. The title Bly gave his most enchantingly atmospheric collection, "The Man in the Black Coat Hirns," about sums it up. In early poems like "Surprised by Evening," "Driving Toward the Lac Qui Parle River," "The Shadow Goes Away," "The Grief of Men," one sees the translucency with which he traces the patterns of spiritual renewal. It is what his imitators fail to do, those who can't match his almost supernatural control over the total effect of an image as representative of thought and depth of emotion: The evening... has come through the nets of the stars, Through the tissues of the grass, Walking quietly over the asylums of the waters. This language illustrates what's known as the Deep Image in American poetry, where light and darkness are always idealized and memory is absolutely spontaneous, a perfected visual analogue to the cry of the psyche, where "our skin shall see far off, as it does underwater." No wonder audiences were stunned by his anti-Vietnam War book, "Light Around the Body," which won the National Book Award in 1968, a year that saw the deaths of nearly 17,000 Americans and an estimated 180,000 Vietnamese. The best poems in that book are triumphs of reserve, where his drive to preserve the essences of human reality under assault leaves no doubt of the strength of his conviction about a nation gone berserk, beset by discrimination, poverty, mass marches, riots and war: "Let's count the bodies over ... / If we could only make the bodies smaller ... / We could make a whole plain white with skulls in the moonlight." BECAUSE AMERICAN DEMOCRACY IS again under threat, coming apart with chaos and bloodshed, I urge you to read what Bly said the night he won the award. Addressing "gross and savage crimes" by the government, he said institutions would have to preserve the nation, and risk "committing acts of disobedience." Donating his prize check to the draft-resistance movement, Bly urged young men "not to destroy their spiritual lives by participating in this war." You cannot read Bly's poetry without appreciating his belief that cultural integration might redeem us all. Nowhere is that more apparent than in his translations of several centuries of European, Middle Eastern and South American poets, especially Pablo Neruda, whom Bly considered the greatest poet of the 20 th century. You won't find any translations in "Collected Poems," a shame since in those translations there is something more than just an echo of his focus on the nature of a capacious imagination: Night after night goes by in the old man's head. We try to ask new questions. But whatever The old poets failed to say will never be said. In hindsight, the trajectory is pretty direct from Deep Imagism to political poetry to "Iron John" - with its attacks against corporate visions of masculinity - to his recent apologues of the unconscious. But the popular success and controversy of "Iron John" resulted in Bly being kicked out of the insular American poetry community for the crime of being too influential in the broader public. For decades few literary magazines have reviewed his new books. How can one read "Collected Poems," then, from its first wintry still Ufes, whose lyricism is as clean as snow falling onto bare trees, through the grapplings with injustice, to the mannered ghazals of the last decades, without seeing that Bly's career is one of the few great models of integrating the citizen with the mystic, whose body of work makes the argument that being a poet does not excuse you from joining in the national debate? By my reading his best poems are sketched with earnestness, with reverence to self-authority, and with the subtle and strange forces of myth, where intricate connections of disparate motifs reveal the terrors and charms of the world. In his fashion, he makes metaphors for grace. Compared with that, the big, popular blunderbuss of Bly hardly matters. Because American democracy is again under threat, I urge you to read what Bly said the night he won the National Book Award. DAVID biespiel'S memoir, "The Education of a Young Poet," was published last year. His sixth book of poems, "Republic Café," is due out in January.

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Review by Booklist Review

*Starred Review* This big book corrals all 14 of Bly's original collections of poems, minus the previously uncollected pieces in his several self-selections, such as Stealing Sugar from the Castle (2013), and his translations. The early collections, including the National Book Award-winning The Light around the Body (1967), seem to show a classical Chinese poet reincarnated in southwest Minnesota farm country but hardly confined to it, ranging east to MacDougal Street and Merritt Parkway to Washington to protest the Vietnam War, west to the Pacific coast and China. The 1980s books lay the groundwork for the mythopoetic men's movement launched by Bly's prose best-seller, Iron John (1990); they incorporate myths from several more cultures besides those touched on in his early poems. The 1990s collections communicate more directly than those before and after them; not coincidentally, they include a suite on his father's dying and many considerations of other poets. The twenty-first-century volumes teem with examples of the ramage, Bly's invention consisting of 6 tercets of 10- to 13-syllable lines; occasionally, Bly borrows from the ghazel to have every tercet end with the same word. In them, he further develops the deep image poem (a career-long passion), in which physical and mental images associate across time, places, and cultures by means of emotion and revelation rather than logic or rhetoric. Magnificent.--Ray Olson Copyright 2018 Booklist

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