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What we Live For, What we die For: Selected Poems (The Margellos World Republic of Letters)
Serhiy Zhadan
(Author)
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Virlana Tkacz
(Translated by)
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Wanda Phipps
(Translated by)
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Yale University Press
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What we Live For, What we die For: Selected Poems (The Margellos World Republic of Letters) - Zhadan, Serhiy ; Tkacz, Virlana ; Phipps, Wanda
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Synopsis "What we Live For, What we die For: Selected Poems (The Margellos World Republic of Letters)"
An introduction to an original poetic voice from eastern Ukraine with deep roots in the unique cultural landscape of post-Soviet devastation "This collection of Ukrainian writer Serhiy Zhadan's poems will likely cement his reputation as the unflinching witness to the turbulent social and political travails of his nation. With an acerbic tone that will seem familiar to admirers of Franz Wright or Charles Bukowski, Zhadan's no-nonsense verses are sure to strike more than a few nerves."--World Literature Today "A startling collection of verse."--Askold Melnyczuk, Times Literary Supplement "Everyone can find something, if they only look carefully," reads one of the memorable lines from this first collection of poems in English by the world-renowned Ukrainian author Serhiy Zhadan. These robust and accessible narrative poems feature gutsy portraits of life on wartorn and poverty-ravaged streets, where children tally the number of local deaths, where mothers live with low expectations, and where romance lives like a remote memory. In the tradition of Tom Waits, Charles Bukowski, and William S. Burroughs, Zhadan creates a new poetics of loss, a daily crusade of testimonial, a final witness of abandoned lives in a claustrophobic universe where "every year there's less and less air." Yet despite the grimness of these portraits, Zhadan's poems are familiar and enchanting, lit by the magic of everyday detail, leaving readers with a sense of hope, knowing that the will of a people "will never let it be / like it was before."
