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Colors Passing Through Us: Poems
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In Colors Passing Through Us, Marge Piercy is at the height of her powers, writing about what matters to her most: the lives of women, nature, Jewish ritual, love between men and women, and politics, sexual and otherwise.
Feisty and funny as always, she turns a sharp eye on the world around her, bidding an exhausted farewell to the twentieth century and singing an "electronic breakdown blues" for the twenty-first. She memorializes movingly those who, like los desaparecidos and the victims of 9/11, disappear suddenly and without a trace.
She writes an elegy for her mother, a woman who struggled with a deadening round o fhousework, washin gon Monday, ironing on Tuesday, and so on, "until stroke broke/her open." She remembers the scraps of lace, the touch of velvet, that were part of her maternal inheritance and fist aroused her sensual curiosity.
Here are paeans to the pleasures of the natural world (rosy ripe tomatoes, a mating dance of hawks) as the poet confronts her own mortality in the cycle of seasons and the eternity of the cosmos: "iam hurrying, I am running hard / toward I don't know what, / but I mean to arrive before dark." Other poems--about her grandmother's passage from Russia to the New World, or the interrupting of a Passover seder to watch a comet pass--expand on Piercy's appreciation of Jewish life that won her so much acclaim in The Art of Blessing the Day.
Colors Passing Through Us is a moving celebration of the endurance of love an dof the phenomenon of life itself--a book to treasure.
In her stunning, wise new collection, Piercy writes about what matters to her most--the lives of women, Jewish ritual and customs, nature, love between men and women, and politics, sexual and otherwise.
In her stunning, wise new collection, Marge Piercy writes about what matters to her most — the lives of women, Jewish ritual and customs, nature, love between men and women, and politics, sexual and otherwise.
Here are poems that evoke her mother: a hopeful young woman posing for the camera, a housewife caught in a grinding round of chores, the owner of scraps of lace and velvet that first roused the author's sensual curiosity. Here are paeans to the pleasures of the natural world, particularly as the poet confronts her own mortality in the cycle of the seasons and the eternity of the cosmos. Still other poems turn a sharp and often humorous eye on the disintegration around her, bidding an exhausted farewell to the 20th century and singing an "electronic breakdown blues" for the 21st.
Colors Passing Through Us is a magnificent celebration of the endurance of love and of the phenomenon of life itself — as this verse from the title poem makes clear:
About the Author
Marge Piercy is the author of fifteen previous books of poetry. she has also written fifteen novels, including Woman on the Edge of Time; Gone to Soldiers; He, She and It; City of Darkness, City of Light; and Three Women, her most recent, as well as a memoir titled Sleeping with Cats. Her fiction and poetry have been translated into sixteen languages. Among many honors, in 1990, she won the Golden Rose, the oldest poetry award in the country. She lives on Cape Cod with her husband, Ira Wood, the noveleis and publisher of Leapfrog Press.
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