{"product_id":"dolefully-a-rampart-stands-isbn-9780143132684","title":"Dolefully, A Rampart Stands","description":"\u003cb\u003eA collection of haunting, image-rich poems about isolation, captivity, and vanishing.\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThe poems in Paige Ackerson-Kiely's third collection are set primarily in the rural northeast of America, and explore rural poverty, entrapment, captivity, violence, and a longing to vanish.  Ranging from free verse to a long noir prose poem, they examine who her, or our, \"captors\" might be. Ackerson-Kiely is interested in characters who are aware of their foibles, and who find ways to turn away from those problems in search of connection and freedom.\u003cb\u003e\u003cu\u003ePraise for \u003ci\u003eDolefully, A Rampart Stands\u003c\/i\u003e:\u003c\/u\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Ackerson-Kiely’s talent for the uncanny is extraordinary. Her ability to create entire atmospheres through single lines elevates her poems to something approaching the oracular, while never straying from the colloquial and the quotidian . . . \u003ci\u003eDolefully, a Rampart Stands \u003c\/i\u003eannounces a pastoral poetry for the 21st Century . . . a brilliantly disquieting collection.” \u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003eRain Taxi Review\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Playful, punchy, clever, and strange, Ackerson-Kiely’s poems are on-rhythm and off-center . . . some of the most unique pieces you’ll read this year.” \u003cb\u003e–\u003ci\u003eThe Millions, \u003c\/i\u003e\"Must-Read Poetry\" \u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Dark, yet brimming with life.” \u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003eHelloGiggles \u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“Ackerson-Kiely\u003ci\u003e \u003c\/i\u003esketches a landscape in which sexism and economic oppression are indelibly linked . . . [revealing] the ways that power, censorship, and disbelief are internalized, as they live with us in our most solitary moments, and they circumscribe what is possible within our dreaming.” \u003cb\u003e–Kristina Marie Darling, \u003ci\u003eKenyon Review \u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e“[Paige Ackerson-Kiely]’s third collection pulls no punches in depicting rural life, rustic customs, and the concerns of bar patrons and working folks. Her poems frequently escape into wildly imaginative imagery . . . consistently one of the most nuanced poets writing today, [she] offers evocative and unmatched verisimilitude.” \u003cb\u003e–\u003ci\u003eBooklist \u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cu\u003ePraise for \u003ci\u003eMy Love Is a Dead Arctic Explorer\u003c\/i\u003e:\u003c\/u\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Funny and wild with expertly conceived images . . . [Ackerson-Kiely’s] poems make the familiar more familiar . . . and remind us to be absolutely shot through with anxiety and uncertainty and desire.” \u003cb\u003e—Michael Robbins, \u003ci\u003eChicago Tribune\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “Dark, full of nature, and full of life, this collection will snarl its way into your soul.” \u003cb\u003e—\u003ci\u003eFlavorwire\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cb\u003ePaige Ackerson-Kiely \u003c\/b\u003eis the author of two poetry collections, \u003ci\u003eIn No One's Land\u003c\/i\u003e and \u003ci\u003eMy Love is a Dead Arctic Explorer\u003c\/i\u003e. She is a generalist and lives in Peekskill, New York.\u003cb\u003eInventory of Ramparts\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e \u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e The pier shed its long \u003cbr\u003esplinters into the lake.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e A dinghy rubbed the side of the dock \u003cbr\u003ebut the dock was still.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Some kids ditched a canoe in the reeds\u003cbr\u003e —the boy’s voice was a reed—\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e they pulled it up the embankment by a rope \u003cbr\u003ewhere no one could see it from water\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e or shore. His voice covered everything.\u003cbr\u003e This isn’t an opportunity to talk about the body,\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e how many dogs you get to have over\u003cbr\u003e the course of a life. I’d reckon 6, if you take\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e good care of them. I’m going back in time \u003cbr\u003eto hold the boy’s head underwater.\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e Just to give him a little scare. The canoe \u003cbr\u003ehad vanished when they returned\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e and his voice became a basket\u003cbr\u003e pushed down a river—nothing specific—\u003cbr\u003e  \u003cbr\u003e and anyway, this isn’t an occasion to talk \u003cbr\u003eabout the body. I’m busy going, I need\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eto go, back through those boggy years to kiss \u003cbr\u003eall of the dogs. Hard, on the mouth.","brand":"Penguin Books","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":46305209680101,"sku":"NP9780143132684","price":18.0,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/1842\/7735\/files\/9780143132684.jpg?v=1767725488","url":"https:\/\/k12savings.com\/products\/dolefully-a-rampart-stands-isbn-9780143132684","provider":"K12savings","version":"1.0","type":"link"}