{"product_id":"dream-of-the-divided-field-isbn-9780593230992","title":"Dream of the Divided Field","description":"\u003cb\u003eFrom an award-winning poet comes a collection on heartbreak and transitions, written with a piercing lyric ferocity. \u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003cb\u003eFINALIST FOR THE NEW ENGLAND BOOK AWARD FOR POETRY • \u003c\/b\u003e“Written with great tenderness and intimacy, \u003ci\u003eDream of the Divided Field\u003c\/i\u003e reveals what we do (and do not) owe to others, and what we owe to ourselves.”—\u003ci\u003ePoets \u0026amp; Writers\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe poems in Yanyi’s latest book suggest that we enter and exit our old selves like homes. We look through the windows and recognize some former aspect of our lives that is both ours and not ours. We long for what we had even as we recognize that we can no longer live there. Yanyi conjures the beloved both within and without us: the beloved we believe we know, the beloved who is never the person we imagine, and the beloved who threatens to erase us even as we stand before them. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eHow can we carry our homes with us? Informed by Yanyi’s experiences of immigration, violent heartbreak, and a bodily transition, \u003ci\u003eDream of the Divided Field \u003c\/i\u003eexplores the contradictions that accompany shifts from one state of being to another. In tender, serene, and ethereal poems, \u003ci\u003eDream of the Divided Field \u003c\/i\u003eexamines a body breaking down and a body that rebuilds in limitless and boundary-shifting ways. These are homes in memory—homes of love and isolation, lust and alienation, tenderness and violence, suffering and wonder. “\u003ci\u003eDream of the Divided Field\u003c\/i\u003e . . . is a broad, existential meditation on the past—specifically, how the past is always present. It’s about life as we’ve lived it, and how that affects the life we’ve yet to live and the people we’ve yet to meet. [Yanyi’s] works are philosophical and lyrical, personal essay and fiction, and fuse binaries and trinaries together as one unit. . . .”\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003eElectric Lit\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“In the way that bright lights hurt tired eyes, these poems carve from their raw material an aching tenderness of similarly piercing quality. They occupy the dreamlike space where memories dwell, where hopes and reveries reside as well. Dealing in the duality, and often cyclicality, of death and (re)birth, past and future, visibility and invisibility—and all the beauty and violence that falls in between these two moving points—Yanyi, with his razor-sharp lyricism, sculpts skin-like truths within the marble of the page.”\u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003eLiterary Hub\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“What does it mean, for each of us to be housed in a body? Yanyi contends with what disappears and what stays, where we inhabit, where we can find safety, and where we can be found. A beautiful book that brings you in, that holds you close.”\u003cb\u003e—Fatimah Asghar, author of \u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e\u003cb\u003eIf They Come for Us \u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Yanyi knows intimately that as with the inconstancy of the lyric thinking and feeling open us to the unknown and to others. To love is to be inside and outside the self, to enter the world and let the world enter you, and how glorious it is to read a book that so bravely takes you everywhere.”\u003cb\u003e—Jennifer Chang, author of \u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e\u003cb\u003eSome Say the Lark \u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Yanyi charts in his tremendous second book new paths for a poetry both embodied and metaphysical. Taking up one of the oldest aims of poetry, \u003ci\u003eDream of the Divided Field \u003c\/i\u003ecasts from its first pages a distinctive spell.”\u003cb\u003e—Maureen N. McLane, author of \u003ci\u003eSome Say \u003c\/i\u003eand \u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e\u003cb\u003eThis Blue \u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“The poems are translucent, each informs the next and echoes back—concealment followed by joyous visibility, division followed by integration, and ultimately grief transformed into a luminous reconfiguration of the self.”\u003cb\u003e—Samuel Ace, author of \u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e\u003cb\u003eMeet Me There \u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“In poems that are simultaneously spare and teeming, determined and soft, Yanyi does the patient, transcendent work of building a life larger than its loss.”\u003cb\u003e—TC Tolbert, co-editor of \u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003e\u003cb\u003eTroubling the Line: Trans and Genderqueer Poetry and Poetics \u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“The kaleidoscopic vision of the poems creates a disorienting logic that animates and transforms the ordinary world, investigating the limits and multiplicities of a self.”\u003cb\u003e—Saskia Hamilton, editor of \u003ci\u003eThe Dolphin Letters, 1970–1979\u003c\/i\u003e \u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“In this tender second collection… the speaker rebuilds himself, reconciling memories, stories, and dreams, each imparting a different kind of truth. . . . A doubleness runs through the book as Yanyi shows how an abusive relationship can be destabilizing.”\u003cb\u003e\u003ci\u003e—Publishers Weekly\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cb\u003eYanyi \u003c\/b\u003eis a writer and critic. He is the author of \u003ci\u003eThe Year of Blue Water, \u003c\/i\u003ewinner of the 2018 Yale Series of Younger Poets Prize. His work has been featured on NPR’s \u003ci\u003eAll Things Considered, \u003c\/i\u003ein \u003ci\u003eTin House, Granta, \u003c\/i\u003eand \u003ci\u003eA Public Space, \u003c\/i\u003eand at the New York Public Library, and he has received fellowships from the Asian American Writers’ Workshop and Poets House. Currently, he is poetry editor at \u003ci\u003eFoundry \u003c\/i\u003eand is giving creative advice at The Reading.\u003cb\u003eAubade (The Lake)\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eBuried dawn broke\u003cbr\u003eonto slight leaves. And geese\u003cbr\u003ebetween a cold and hot sky:\u003cbr\u003e a mountain and a sunrise.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eIt is five months since we separated.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI am not so different from the long hare\u003cbr\u003estretched by her shadow,\u003cbr\u003eher spirit hanging.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eWhat I would give for the dead\u003cbr\u003ebeat of mud shaped and now\u003cbr\u003eeaten in. Coyotes rousing\u003cbr\u003ein fast laps of the moon.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eTake me to the lake and do no evil.\u003cbr\u003eLead me by the hair to who I love.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eTaking Care\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI take off my binder before a massage\u003cbr\u003eand dream of top surgery: not having to wait\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003efor the masseur to ask about————, my abnormal\u003cbr\u003edesire to be inside this body, once, easily\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eidentified and therefore easy to take care of.\u003cbr\u003eI am not easy to take care of. I should just\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003etake care of myself: ask a doctor to remove\u003cbr\u003ethe parts that are reprehensible. Like when\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003ethey break the nose in order\u003cbr\u003eto construct a better one,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eI bring a picture to the hairdresser. 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