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Now in paperback, the winner of the Kingsley Tufts Poetry Award and a finalist for the National Book Critics Circle Award so many of the best days seem minor forms of nearness
that easily fall among the dropseed: a rind, a left-behind
—from “no picnic”
In these brilliant poems from one of contemporary poetry’s most intriguing, singular voices, D. A. Powell strikes out for the farther territories of love and comes back from those fields with loss, with flowers faded, “blossom blast and dieback.” Chronic describes the flutter and cruelty of erotic encounter, temptation, and bitter heartsickness, but with Powell’s deep lyric beauty and his own brand of dark wit.
About the Author
D. A. Powell is the author of a trilogy of books, including Tea (1998), Lunch (2000), and Cocktails (2004). Lunch was a finalist for the National Poetry Series, and Cocktails was a finalist for the National Book Critics Circle Award for poetry. His most recent book, Chronic (2009) received the Kingsley Tufts Award and was nominated for a National Book Critics Circle Award. His subjects range from movies, art, and other trappings from contemporary culture to the AIDS pandemic. Powell is a 2011 Guggenheim Fellow and has received a Paul Engle Fellowship from the James Michener Center, a grant from the National Endowment for the Arts, and the Lyric Poetry Award from the Poetry Society of America, among other awards. His poems have been featured in the Norton anthology American Hybrid (2009) and Best American Poetry (2008). He teaches at the University of San Francisco and edits the online magazine Electronic Poetry Review.
“D. A. Powell is one of the two or three major poets now in mid-career . . . We will still be reading D. A. Powell a long time from now, both for the record he offers of the last thirty years of American history and culture and for the new possibilities he has created for poetry. He is both accessible and challenging, saying something new, and saying it newly, with each book, yet speaking with an authority as old as poetry itself.” —Craig Morgan Teicher, 2009 National Book Critics Circle Award finalist citation