Dunce

Dunce

by Mary Ruefle

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Overview

Longlisted for the 2019 National Book Award for Poetry

Through her many projects across numerous genres, Mary Ruefle has proven herself a singular artist, drawing many fans from around the world to her unique vision. With Dunce she returns to the practice that has always been at her core: the making of poems. With her startlingly fresh sensibility, she enraptures us in poem after poem by the intensity of her attention, with the imaginative flourishes of her being-in-the-world, which is always deep with mysteries, unexpected appearances, and abiding yearning.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781940696850
Publisher: Wave Books
Publication date: 09/10/2019
Pages: 104
Sales rank: 116,649
Product dimensions: 6.20(w) x 8.50(h) x 0.70(d)

About the Author

Mary Ruefle is the author of many books, including Dunce (Wave Books, forthcoming), My Private Property (Wave Books, 2016), Trances of the Blast (Wave Books, 2013), Madness, Rack, and Honey: Collected Lectures (Wave Books, 2012), which was a finalist for the National Book Critics Circle Award in Criticism, and Selected Poems (Wave Books, 2010), which was the winner of the William Carlos Williams Award from the Poetry Society of America. She is the recipient of numerous honors, including the Robert Creeley Award, an Award in Literature from the American Academy of Arts and Letters, a Guggenheim fellowship, a National Endowment for the Arts fellowship, and a Whiting Award. She lives in Bennington, Vermont.

Read an Excerpt

Nixie

It began with a phone number.

Then a grocery list.

A postcard to a dead friend

and then a long letter

in the green hell of a long summer.

With queer little geometrical figures

in the margins.

Then winter came with the monstrosity

of a true artist, its snow didn’t know

whether to play Bach or Beethoven,

its light in a light all its own.

I called and called. I went shopping

but the black diamonds downtown

were not on sale, so I am writing

to tell you the ring you wanted

will have to wait, we are telling

stories around the brazier, it is

warm near the tripod and snug,

the hour makes a soft music

all its own, I wish more than anything

you were here beside us, and not

under the maple in Mr. Morioka’s garden.

I used to think everything had meaning—

and it does.

Table of Contents

Contents

Apple in Water

Long White Cloud

Solomon

Dunce

The Good Fortune of Material Existence

Maria and the Halls of Perish

Crackerbell

Resin

A Late Dense Work

Midnight Express

General Direction

Earthly Failure

Tuna and a Play

Suddenly

Unbeknownst

Dark Corner

Attention!

Little Stream

Meditation on My Skull

North Wind

Happiness

Lorraine

The Eventualist

Are You Talking about a Funeral?

The Friend

Sent to the Monk

Bath Time

Searchlight

I Cannot Be Quiet an Hour

Interlude for a Solitary Flute

Muguet des Bois

Dispirited While Packing My Books…

The Death of Atahualpa at the Hands of Pizarro’s Men

Singular Dream

Patience

Lightly, Very Lightly

Inglenook

Super Bowl

Jewelweed

The Unfurl

Sequoia

The Note

Special Delivery

A New Dawn

Nixie

Little Travel Book

Grandma Moses

The Heart of Princess Osra

Lillian

Wintersault

Destination

Happy Birthday

Origin Myth

The Cake

A Morning Person

Vow of Extinction

How We Met

Errand

The Butter Festival

30 March

Halloween

Boutonniere

Genesis

The Leaves

Acknowledgments


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