Tell me about the dream where we pull the bodies out of the lake and dress them in warm clothes again. How it was late, and no one could sleep, the horses. In honor of Valentine’s Day this week, I want to celebrate a book of poems I’m in love with. Richard Siken’s Crush changed poetry for me; after. Crush by Richard Siken, , available at Book Depository with free delivery worldwide.

Author: Daizil Yozshuzshura
Country: Jordan
Language: English (Spanish)
Genre: Technology
Published (Last): 28 November 2014
Pages: 361
PDF File Size: 12.20 Mb
ePub File Size: 11.23 Mb
ISBN: 192-1-25793-335-3
Downloads: 78548
Price: Free* [*Free Regsitration Required]
Uploader: Visho

Leave a trail of letters like those little knots of bread we used to dream about. You keep singing along to that song I hate. Please try again richsrd. Thanks for telling us about the problem. Ships from and sold by Amazon. You are commenting using your Twitter account. This was a piece of art.

Review “Siken writes about love, desire, violence, and eroticism with a cinematic brilliance and urgency that makes this one of the best books of contemporary poetry. Or a horse, your favorite horse now raised up again out of the mud and galloping galloping always toward you.

Scheherazade | Crush by Richard Siken | Yale Series of Younger Poets

At one point it was hard getting from one page to another. While at times difficult to read, the poems are strikingly honest and immediate. Scholars and poets also frequently describe their relationship to Siken in superlative terms: You said Tell me about your books, your visions made of flesh and light and I said This is the Moon. If we wanted to tell you everything, we would leave more footprints in the snow or kiss you harder.

Although not all campy films are cult classics, all cult classics are considered campy. A dark, partially even morbid and bloodthirsty atmosphere, language that was on the edge between hatred and love, and the feeling of pain and pleasure. Siken makes that reader comfortable by reproducing the claustrophobia of our atheistic, empirical, and media-saturated culture. If you feel like you’ve spent too much time doing crap things.


You know how to ride a dirt bike, and you know how to do long division, and you know that a boy who likes boys is a dead boy, unless he keeps his mouth shut, which is what you didn’t do, because you are weak and hollow and it doesn’t matter anymore. Max in the kitchen, in refrigerator light, his hand around the neck of a beer. View all 9 comments. Amazon Renewed Refurbished products with a warranty.

Come back from the window, Jefferson. This could be a graveyard. You could drown in those eyes, I said, so it’s summer, so it’s suicide, so we’re helpless in sleep and struggling at the bottom of the pool. View all 15 comments. Perhaps I couldn’t relate to them, but for the majority of this, I wasn’t impressed.

Scheherazade | Crush by Richard Siken

On the way to the hardware store I kept biting your arm and you said if I really was a vampire I would be biting your neck, so I started biting your neck and you said Cut it out!

Feb 22, Frances rated it it was amazing Shelves: Part One establishes several motifs that wind their way through the poems of parts two and three effectively binding them together. These poems feel like a punch to the gut in the most satisfying of ways. Goodreads is the world’s largest site for readers with over 50 million reviews.

The prayer of going nowhere going nowhere.

He also distances himself from the traditional poetic universe, which is stereotyped as serious and Romantic, with rhymed and metered lines about willows or swans. You just wanted to prove there was one safe place, just one safe place where you could love him. The panic that permeates his poetry may also be interpreted as the impatience that is characteristic of the internet generation. I just couldn’t relate my self with the narrator.

The boy in the sweatshirt, The boy on the bridge, the boy who always keeps me from jumping off the bridge. He writes about sex and TV shows, sets ny poems in parking lots and cheap motels, and uses long prose-y lines that give the sense of relative formlessness. Competition Judge Photo credit: The story, and there definitely was a plot-line, was lurking in the shadows, hiding in the darkness unless one looked at it from the corner of the eye instead of directly. A man takes his sadness and throws it away but then he’s still left with his hands.


His pace and image teach us fight from the first two pages how to read the work, and how to prepare yourself for the worlds of panic, death, and love which are to come. In any case the sikej is highly recommended, read it first and you can get to decide yourself on it!

Views of Jeopardy Jack Gilbert. Here you are in the straw house, feeding ice to the dog, and you wanted an adventure, so I said Have an ny.

Books We Love: Crush, by Richard Siken

I am in love with it. It could have been so beautiful—you scout out the road ahead and I will watch your back, how it was and how it will be, memory and fantasy— but each Jeff wants to be the other one. Still beautiful, and I’m sure I’m going to read it over and over and over. That’s the easiest way to put it. sikeb

At least, love can feel like a fire. The radio aches a little tune that tells the story of what the night is crushh. The dog is asleep.