How does it feel to experience another city? To stand beneath tall buildings, among the countless faces of a crowd? To attempt to be heard above the din? The poems of Another City travel inward and outward at once: into moments of self-reproach and grace, and to those of disassociation and belonging.
From experiences defined by an urban landscape--a thwarted customer at the door of a shuttered bookstore in Crete, a chance encounter with a might-have-been lover in Copenhagen--to the streets themselves, where an alley was a comma in the agony's grammar, in David Keplinger's hands startling images collide and mingle like bodies on a busy thoroughfare.
Yet Another City deftly spans not only the physical space of global cities, but more intangible and intimate distances: between birth and death, father and son, past and present, metaphor and reality.
In these poems, our entry into the world is when the wound, called loneliness, / opens, and our voyage out of it is through a foreign but not entirely unfamiliar constellations of cities: Cherbourg, Manila, Port-au-Prince.
A moving, haunting atlas to worlds both interior and exterior.
| Once | Into moments of selfreproach and grace and to those of disassociation and belonging |
|---|---|
| City deftly spans not only the physical space of global cities, but more intangible and intimate distances | Between birth and death father and son past and present metaphor and reality |
| In these poems, our entry into the world is when the wound, called loneliness, / opens, and our voyage out of it is through a foreign but not entirely unfamiliar constellations of cities | Cherbourg |
Milkweed Editions Another city: poems, paperback/david keplinger
