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From one of America’s most beloved poets, a piercing new collection reflecting on the characters and encounters that haunt us through this life and into the next
Leading us into a city stirring with gravediggers and beggars, lovers and dogs, Charles Simic returns with a brilliant collection full of his singular wit, dark humor, and tenderheartedness. In poems that are often as spare as they are monumental, he captures the fleeting moments of modern life-peering inside pawnshop windows, brushing shoulders with strangers on the street, and walking familiar cemetery rows-to uncover all the beauty and worry hiding in plain sight.
As the poet reflects on a lifetime’s worth of pleasure and loss, he recalls instances when he made excuses and hurried away, and considers the way memory always trails just behind. No Land in Sight is a testament to all we leave in our wake and, simultaneously, all we hang on to- the passing minutes, the evening’s stillness, and the many lives we inhabit in dim thresholds and bright mornings alike.
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From one of America’s most beloved poets, a piercing new collection reflecting on the characters and encounters that haunt us through this life and into the next
Leading us into a city stirring with gravediggers and beggars, lovers and dogs, Charles Simic returns with a brilliant collection full of his singular wit, dark humor, and tenderheartedness. In poems that are often as spare as they are monumental, he captures the fleeting moments of modern life-peering inside pawnshop windows, brushing shoulders with strangers on the street, and walking familiar cemetery rows-to uncover all the beauty and worry hiding in plain sight.
As the poet reflects on a lifetime’s worth of pleasure and loss, he recalls instances when he made excuses and hurried away, and considers the way memory always trails just behind. No Land in Sight is a testament to all we leave in our wake and, simultaneously, all we hang on to- the passing minutes, the evening’s stillness, and the many lives we inhabit in dim thresholds and bright mornings alike.