*Finalist for 2020 Pulitzer Prize in Poetry*
*Finalist for 2019 National Book Critics Circle Award*
*Finalist for 2019 LA Time Books Award*
*Longlisted for the National Book Award*
Through her many projects across numerous genres, Mary Ruefle has proven herself a singular artist, drawing many fans from around the world to her unique vision. With Dunce she returns to the practice that has always been at her core: the making of poems.
With her startlingly fresh sensibility, she enraptures us in poem after poem by the intensity of her attention, with the imaginative flourishes of her being-in-the-world, which is always deep with mysteries, unexpected appearances, and abiding yearning.
Table of Contents:
Contents
Apple in Water
Long White Cloud
Solomon
Dunce
The Good Fortune of Material Existence
Maria and the Halls of Perish
Crackerbell
Resin
A Late Dense Work
Midnight Express
General Direction
Earthly Failure
Tuna and a Play
Suddenly
Unbeknownst
Dark Corner
Attention!
Little Stream
Meditation on My Skull
North Wind
Happiness
Lorraine
The Eventualist
Are You Talking about a Funeral?
The Friend
Sent to the Monk
Bath Time
Searchlight
I Cannot Be Quiet an Hour
Interlude for a Solitary Flute
Muguet des Bois
Dispirited While Packing My Books…
The Death of Atahualpa at the Hands of Pizarro’s Men
Singular Dream
Patience
Lightly, Very Lightly
Inglenook
Super Bowl
Jewelweed
The Unfurl
Sequoia
The Note
Special Delivery
A New Dawn
Nixie
Little Travel Book
Grandma Moses
The Heart of Princess Osra
Lillian
Wintersault
Destination
Happy Birthday
Origin Myth
The Cake
A Morning Person
Vow of Extinction
How We Met
Errand
The Butter Festival
30 March
Halloween
Boutonniere
Genesis
The Leaves
Acknowledgments
About the Author :
Mary Ruefleis the author of many books, including Dunce(Wave Books, 2019), which was a finalist for the Pulitzer Prize, National Book Critics Circle Award in Poetry, and the LA Times Book Award; My Private Property(Wave Books, 2016),Trances of the Blast(Wave Books, 2013),Madness, Rack, and Honey: Collected Lectures(Wave Books, 2012), which was a finalist for the National Book Critics Circle Award in Criticism, andSelected Poems(Wave Books, 2010), which was the winner of the William Carlos Williams Award from the Poetry Society of America. She is the recipient of numerous honors, including the Robert Creeley Award, an Award in Literature from the American Academy of Arts and Letters, a Guggenheim fellowship, a National Endowment for the Arts fellowship, and a Whiting Award. She lives in Bennington, Vermont, where she serves as the state's poet laureate.
Review :
Ruefle delivers a giddy, incisive ode to failure, fragility, and unknowing in her 12th book. "It may be our heads/ are filled with feathers/ from the stuff/ we don't know," she hazards, tiptoeing through one after another outlandish scenario sketched with uncanny delicacy. Many of these poems conceal sly fragments of lyric allusion or history: "I loved to wander, utterly alone"; "The fourteenth way of looking at/ a blackbird is mine." Rhymes abound as though refusing resistance to such play, and a poem that opens in euphoria ("What a beautiful day for a wedding!") ends, just a few lines later, in despair ("I hate my poems"). However, the poet reassures the reader that such states are kindred, even twinned. Ruefle celebrates the world's imagination and mystery: "I want to thank my clothes for protecting my body. I want to/ fold them properly—I want/ the energy that flows from my hands/ to engulf the world./ Upon reflection, this is not/ possible. Upon reflection/ it is I who am pummeled by/ the world, that vast massage/ machine." These poems grace the readers with wonder, wisdom, and whim "conducted/ without compromise," securing Ruefle's reputation among poets as the patron saint of childhood and the everyday.
—Publishers Weekly, starred review
"Ruefle has shown a talent for elevating her acute observations and narrative inclination well above mere anecdote to create quietly disquieting moments—a literature of barbed ambiguity and unresolved disruption."—Albert Mobilio, Bookforum
"Straightforward in form, comic and companionable in tone, blessed with the Martian gift of seeing the strange in the ordinary and vice-versa. . . "—Joel Brouwer, Poetry
"Ruefle’s speakers muse in a very deliberate, declarative syntax in a lot of universalities, generalities, and absolutes, speaking often for all of us."—Adrien Blevins, Ploughshares
"For more than thirty years, she has freshened American poetry by humbly glorifying both the inner life and the outward experience."—Rodney Jones, Poetry Society of America
"[She is] a poet of visionary imagination, abiding sensitivity, and melancholy humor."—Publishers Weekly
"Ruefle is clearly one of the best American poets writing, and her body of work is remarkable for its spiritual force, intelligence, stylistic virtuosity, and adventurousness."—Tony Hoagland, On the Seawall
"Ruefle is the Poet Laureate of the City of Ideas — surreal and lyrical and deeply moving at the same time."— Michael Klein, Los Angeles Review of Books
"The ostensible occasions of Ruefle’s poems are minor: not the funeral, but the bath. They record small moments with sweeping scope, moments in which the speed of thought seems to outpace real time."—Elisa Gabbert, The New York Times
