{"product_id":"camber-isbn-9780771057656","title":"Camber","description":"The poetry of Don McKay is renowned for its piquant wit, lyric emotion, and pitch-perfect vernacular music. His work has received national acclaim and the recognition of many awards, including the Governor General’s Award for Poetry, which he has won twice, and, most recently, from the prestigious and internationally known Griffin Poetry Prize, for which his most recent book was a finalist. \u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003ci\u003eCamber\u003c\/i\u003e is the lilt in the physics of flight, the anti-gravitational alchemy of both wings and poetry. It is also at the heart of the poetry of Don McKay. Spanning three decades, and drawing on all of McKay’s major collections, this selection distills the essence of his craft and provides an overview of, and an ideal introduction to, the work to date of one of Canada’s most celebrated poets.“There may be no other poet in Canada who has such a fine ear for rhythm, for presenting an image that haunts you even in your sleep.…”\u003ci\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e–\u003ci\u003eEdmonton Journal\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Don McKay is a poet of the senses, not merely of their fingertip interactions with the world, but of the deeper senses, the bone experience of life.”\u003ci\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e–\u003ci\u003eLondon Free Press\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e \u003cbr\u003e“This is a poetry of extraordinary inventiveness and linguistic verve.… One of our finest poets.”\u003cbr\u003e–Montreal \u003ci\u003eGazette\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cb\u003eDon McKay \u003c\/b\u003eis the author of eleven books of poetry, most recently \u003ci\u003eStrike\/Slip\u003c\/i\u003e. He has won two Governor General’s Awards for Poetry and has been shortlisted twice for the Griffin Poetry Prize, most recently for \u003ci\u003eCamber: Selected Poems\u003c\/i\u003e, which was a \u003ci\u003eGlobe and Mail\u003c\/i\u003e Notable Book of the Year. McKay is also known as a poetry editor, and he has taught poetry in universities across the country.\u003cb\u003eON LEAVING\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003ci\u003eLeaving home is the beginning of resemblance.\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e— David Seymour\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eOn leaving, you circulate among the things you own\u003cbr\u003eto say farewell, properly,\u003cbr\u003eknowing they will not cease to exist\u003cbr\u003eafter your departure, but go,\u003cbr\u003eslowly, each in its own way,\u003cbr\u003ewild.\u003cbr\u003eSo long and thanks, with one last chop, tap,\u003cbr\u003etwiddle. It won’t work just to\u003cbr\u003eflip them into negatives — minus T-shirt, minus Roger\u003cbr\u003eTory Peterson both east and west —\u003cbr\u003enor to convert them into liquid\u003cbr\u003eassets. This is no yard sale, this is loss,\u003cbr\u003ewhose interior is larger than its shell, the way you wish\u003cbr\u003ehome was. Do not dig the dog’s bones up\u003cbr\u003enor the rosebush by the porch.\u003cbr\u003eChoose a few companions of no weight —\u003cbr\u003ea crow feather found in the parking lot,\u003cbr\u003ethe strawsmell of her hair, a few\u003cbr\u003ebooks of the dead,\u003ci\u003e 1000\u003cbr\u003eBest Loved Puns\u003c\/i\u003e. And leave. There is a loneliness\u003cbr\u003ewhich must be entered rather than resolved, the moon’s\u003cbr\u003epull on the roof which made those asphalt shingles\u003cbr\u003eshine. A time for this,\u003cbr\u003ea time for that, a time to let them both escape into\u003cbr\u003ewhateverness, a time to cast\u003cbr\u003eaway stones, to stop\u003cbr\u003ebuilding and remembering and building artful\u003cbr\u003emonuments upon the memories.\u003cbr\u003eTo leave.\u003cbr\u003eTo step off into darker darkness,\u003cbr\u003ethat no moon we call new.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eA Word about the Poem by Don McKay\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThis poem was originally published in my book \u003cb\u003eAnother Gravity\u003c\/b\u003e. The poems in that collection are taken up with three large subjects — home, moon, and flight — each of which exerts a gravitational pull on the others. “On Leaving” investigates departure as a human urge on its own, a complement to our vaunted capacity to build dwellings and histories. It suspects that the startling, oblique insights of metaphor stem from that urge, rather than from our primary, perpendicular constructions — which Wallace Stevens, in a poem on metaphor, called the “hammer of red and blue.” I wanted to find words to probe the power of loss implicit in leaving, while doing justice to its attendant pain.","brand":"McClelland \u0026 Stewart","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":46302257512677,"sku":"NP9780771057656","price":19.95,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1842\/7735\/files\/9780771057656.jpg?v=1767723301","url":"https:\/\/k12savings.com\/products\/camber-isbn-9780771057656","provider":"K12savings","version":"1.0","type":"link"}