{"product_id":"blood-tin-straw-isbn-9780375707353","title":"Blood, Tin, Straw","description":"\u003cb\u003eWINNER OF THE PATERSON POETRY PRIZE • A transcendent collection of poems about the ecstatic and brutal side of a woman’s experience—from the Pulitzer Prize and T. S. Eliot Prize for Poetry winner, called \"a poet for these times, a powerful woman who won’t back down\" (\u003ci\u003eSan Francisco Chronicle\u003c\/i\u003e).\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"She has written without embarrassment or apology, with remarkable passion and savagery and nerve, poems about family and family pathology, early erotic fascination, and sexual life inside marriage.\"—Amy Hempel\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSharon Olds divides this new book into five sections—\"Blood,\" \"Tin,\" \"Straw,\" \"Fire,\" and \"Light\"—each made up of fourteen poems whose dominant imagery is drawn from one of these elements. The poems are rooted in different moments of an ordinary life and weave back and forth in time. Each section suggests the progression of the making of a soul cleansed by blood, forged by fire, suffused by light. Sharon Olds transforms her subjects with an alchemist's art, using language that is alternately casual and startling, fierce and transcendent.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThis is an intensely moving collection by one of our finest poets.SHARON OLDS was born in 1942 in San Francisco and educated at Stanford University   and Columbia University. Her previous books are \u003ci\u003eSatan Says\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eThe Dead and the Living\u003c\/i\u003e,\u003ci\u003e The Gold Cell\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eThe Wellspring\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eThe Father\u003c\/i\u003e, and \u003ci\u003eBlood, Tin, Straw\u003c\/i\u003e. She was the New   York State Poet Laureate from 1998 to 2000. She teaches poetry workshops in the Graduate   Creative Writing Program at New York University and was one of the founders of the   NYU workshop program at Goldwater Hospital on Roosevelt Island in New York. Her work   has received the Harriet Monroe Prize, the National Book Critics Circle Award, the   Lamont Selection of the Academy of American Poets, and the San Francisco Poetry Center   Award. She lives in New York City.\u003cb\u003eThe Necklace\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAt the worst of the depression, one moment in the office,\u003cbr\u003esuddenly, my necklace shifted,\u003cbr\u003eflowed across some high ribs\u003cbr\u003eand sank down along the top of one breast\u003cbr\u003eas if a creature had got into my shirt,\u003cbr\u003eyet I felt its will-lessness, caress\u003cbr\u003eof matter only, small whipper or\u003cbr\u003esnapper, milk or garter, just\u003cbr\u003ethe vertebrae now, as if a stripped\u003cbr\u003espine had taken its coccyx in its jaw\u003cbr\u003earound my throat -- s equator, and now\u003cbr\u003estirred on the mortal plates.  And these were\u003cbr\u003ethe pearls from my mother, as if she slithered\u003cbr\u003ealong me to say, Come away from your gloom,\u003cbr\u003eyour father, that garden is a grave, come away,\u003cbr\u003ecome away -- as if some crumbs of her milquetoast,\u003cbr\u003eaged and polished to a gem hardness,\u003cbr\u003espoke in oyster Braille on my chest\u003cbr\u003enear my own breast, suckler singing\u003cbr\u003eto suckler, anti-Circe my mother\u003cbr\u003eled me away from that trough with a light\u003cbr\u003eraking, over me, of her wiggly whip -- just one\u003cbr\u003ewobble along me, globe on her axis,\u003cbr\u003echariot-wheel of morning.","brand":"Knopf","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":46303111512293,"sku":"NP9780375707353","price":21.0,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1842\/7735\/files\/9780375707353.jpg?v=1767722804","url":"https:\/\/k12savings.com\/es\/products\/blood-tin-straw-isbn-9780375707353","provider":"K12savings","version":"1.0","type":"link"}