The Best American Poetry 2006 [NOOK Book]


"So welcome, readers, to a plurality of poets, a cornucopia of tropes, and a range of interests."

-- From Billy Collins's introduction

The Best American Poetry series offers a distinguished poet's selection of poems published in the course of a year. The guest editor for 2006 is Billy Collins, one of our most beloved poets, who has chosen poems of wit, humor, imagination, and surprise, in an array of styles and forms. The result is a celebration of the pleasures of poetry -- from Laura Cronk's marvelous ...
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"So welcome, readers, to a plurality of poets, a cornucopia of tropes, and a range of interests."

-- From Billy Collins's introduction

The Best American Poetry series offers a distinguished poet's selection of poems published in the course of a year. The guest editor for 2006 is Billy Collins, one of our most beloved poets, who has chosen poems of wit, humor, imagination, and surprise, in an array of styles and forms. The result is a celebration of the pleasures of poetry -- from Laura Cronk's marvelous "Sestina for the Newly Married" to the elegant limericks of R. S. Gwynn and from Reb Livingston on butter to Mark Halliday's "Refusal to Notice Beautiful Women."

In his charming and candid introduction Collins explains how he chose seventy-five poems from among the thousands he considered. With insightful comments from the poets illuminating their work, and series editor David Lehman's thought-provoking foreword, The Best American Poetry 2006 is a brilliant addition to a series that links the most noteworthy verse and prose poems of our time to a readership as discerning as it is devoted to the art of poetry.
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About poetry, wordsmith Billy Collins once opined that "more people should be reading it, but maybe fewer people should be writing it.... There's an abundance of unreadable poetry out there." As if to assist would-be poetry lovers in wading through the sludge, the former U.S. poet laureate has chosen a rich selection of four-star-worthy verse.
Publishers Weekly
In the 19th installment of this annual series, former poet laureate Collins (The Trouble with Poetry, 2005), one of America's most popular poets ever, has culled the typical handful of big names and some surprising new voices from more than 50 American literary publications. Collins's predilections for accessibility, humor and tidy forms are evident, but there are also surprises. Usual suspects former Best American editors Ashbery (who surprises with a poem in neatly rhymed couplets), Hass, Simic, Tate and Muldoon, as well as Mary Oliver meet rising masters like Kay Ryan ("A bird's/ worth of weight/ or one bird-weight/ of Wordsworth"), Vijay Seshadri and Franz Wright. Most interesting, however, is the chance each volume offers to see which up-and-comers make the cut. This year's roster includes edgy poems by Joy Katz, Danielle Pafunda ("my hair cramped with sexy"), Terrance Hayes, and Christian Hawkey ("O my/ beloved shovel-nosed mole"), among others. Collins's surprising and opinionated introduction in which he admits that, unlike some of series editor David Lehman's previous guest editors, "the designation `best' doesn't bother me," and offers his definition of a good poem (often one that "starts in the factual" and displays "a tone of playful irreverence") may cause some controversy. (Sept.) Copyright 2006 Reed Business Information.
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"Each year, a vivid snapshot of what a distinguished poet finds exciting, fresh and memorable: and over the years, as good a comprehensive overview of contemporary poetry as there can be." — Robert Pinsky
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9781439104859
  • Publisher: Scribner
  • Publication date: 6/17/2008
  • Series: Best American Poetry Series
  • Sold by: SIMON & SCHUSTER
  • Format: eBook
  • Pages: 224
  • Sales rank: 1,197,486
  • File size: 3 MB

Meet the Author

Billy Collins
David Lehman, series editor of The Best American Poetry, is also the editor of The Oxford Book of American Poetry. His books of poetry include New and Selected Poems, When a Woman Loves a Man, and The Daily Mirror. He teaches in the New School graduate writing program and lives in New York City and Ithaca, New York.
Billy Collins is the award-winning author of The Trouble with Poetry, Nine Horses, Sailing Alone Around the Room, and Picnic, Lightning, among other poetry collections. He has edited the anthologies Poetry 180 and 180 More. He is a distinguished professor of English at Lehman College, City University of New York, where he has taught for the past thirty years. From 2001 to 2003 he served as the Poet Laureate of the United States.
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    1. Also Known As:
      William James Collins
    2. Hometown:
      Somers, New York
    1. Date of Birth:
      March 22, 1941
    2. Place of Birth:
      New York, New York
    1. Education:
      B.A., Holy Cross College, 1963; Ph.D. in Romantic poetry, University of California at Riverside, 1971

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by David Lehman

Back in 1992, when he made his first appearance in The Best American Poetry, Billy Collins was a little-known, hardworking poet who had won a National Poetry Series contest judged by Edward Hirsch. He had supported himself for many years by teaching English and was, like many other poets, looking for a publisher. Charles Simic chose "Nostalgia" from The Georgia Review for The Best American Poetry 1992 and for the following year's Best, Louise Glück selected "Tuesday, June 4th, 1991" from Poetry. Others, too, recognized Collins's talent. The University of Pittsburgh Press began to publish his books in its estimable series directed by Ed Ochester. Radio host Garrison Keillor gave Collins perhaps the biggest boost of all by asking him to read his poems on the air. He did, and the audience loved what it heard. Collins grew popular. At the same time, it was understood that he was no less serious for having the common touch. Asked to explain his poetic lineage, he liked citing Coleridge's "conversation" poems, such as "This Lime-Tree Bower My Prison." And for all their genial whimsy, many of Collins's efforts have a decidedly literary flavor, with such subjects as "Tintern Abbey," Emily Dickinson, The Norton Anthology of English Literature, poetry readings, writing workshops, "Keats's handwriting," and Auden's "Musée des Beaux Arts." John Updike put it exactly when he described Collins's poems as "limpid, gently and consistently startling, more serious than they seem." In 2000, two publishers quarreled publicly over the rights to publish Collins's books, and the New York Times reported the story on page one. The unlikely success story reached its apogee a year after September 11, 2001, when Billy Collins read "The Names," a poem he had written for the somber occasion, to a rare joint session of Congress.

By then Collins had become a phenomenon. While remaining a member in good standing of the poetry guild, an entity with a purely notional existence whose members would theoretically starve for their art, he had regular contact with honest-to-goodness book-buying readers who were not themselves practicing poets. They numbered in the tens of thousands and made best-sellers of his books. He won a Guggenheim Fellowship and a grant from the National Endowment for the Arts. His poems were published in respected journals such as The Atlantic and Poetry and were chosen by the diverse quartet of John Hollander, Robert Bly, Rita Dove, and Robert Hass for four consecutive volumes of The Best American Poetry. In June 2001, Collins succeeded Stanley Kunitz as Poet Laureate of the United States, and I remember hearing people gripe about the appointment. Collins was regularly dismissed as an "easy" or "anecdotal" poet. It was then that I knew he had made it big. Harold Bloom has propounded the theory that poets fight Oedipal battles with ancestors of their choice, so that Wallace Stevens had to overcome Keats's influence as Wordsworth had earlier overcome Milton's. It sometimes seems to me that a different Freudian paradigm -- sibling rivalry -- may explain the behavior of contemporary poets, for the backbiting in our community is ferocious, and nothing signifies success better than ritual bad-mouthing by rivals or wannabes.

The story as I've sketched it broadly here illustrates more than one useful lesson. Probably the most important is that poetry has the potential to reach masses of people who read for pleasure, still and always the best reason for reading. Radio is a great resource for spreading the word, and attention from programs such as Keillor's Writer's Almanac, Terry Gross's Fresh Air, and the interview shows of Leonard Lopate in New York City and Michael Silverblatt in Los Angeles is among the best things that can happen to a book or an author. Another lesson is that some poets share a resistance to popularity -- other people's popularity, above all -- though they might bristle if you called them elitist. It's a problem that afflicts us all to some extent. We say we want real readers, who buy our books not as an act of charity but as a free choice, yet should one in our party escape the poetry ghetto, we tremble with ambivalence, as if having real readers means a sure loss in purity. Inevitably the discussion turns to a question that seems substantive. What accounts for an individual poet's popular appeal? Does popularity result from (or result in) a loss of artistic integrity? What makes the lucky one's star shine so bright that it can be seen to sparkle even in the muddy skies of the metropolis, where industrial wastes have all but abolished the sighting of a heavenly body?

To the second of these questions, the answer is a simple no. Collins's readers came to him; he did not alter his style or his seriousness to curry anyone's favor. (It is, in fact, entirely possible that the poet setting out to be the most popular on the block stands the least chance of achieving that goal.) The answer to the other questions begins with the surface of Collins's poems, which is amiable, likable, relaxed. Even critics of Collins would concede that his poems have a high quotient of charm. He is, to ring a variant on a theme from Wordsworth, unusually fluent in the language of an adult speaking to other adults in the vernacular. Moreover, he insists on the primacy of the ordinary, as when he expresses contentment in "an ordinary night at the kitchen table, / at ease in a box of floral wallpaper, / white cabinets full of glass, / the telephone silent, / a pen tilted back in my hand." I would wager that Collins's ability to find and express contentment in the ordinary has contributed in a major way to his popular appeal. Wit and humor, traits of his verse, don't hurt. Above all, his poems make themselves available to the mythical general reader that book publishers crave. You don't need to have been an English major to get a Collins poem such as "Osso Buco" or "Nightclub." Such poems insist on a poetic pleasure principle. They are, to use a charged word, accessible. "Billy Collins's poetry is widely accessible," said Librarian of Congress James Billington in June 2001. "He writes in an original way about all manner of ordinary things and situations with both humor and a surprising contemplative twist." Collins himself has reservations about accessible, a word that he says suggests ramps for "poetically handicapped people." He prefers hospitable. But there's no dodging accessible, and in the introduction to his anthology 180 More, Collins granted that the quality denoted by the word was what he looked for in a poem. An "accessible" poem, he wrote, is one that is "easy to enter," in the sense that an apartment or a house may be welcoming. "Some poems talk to us; others want us to witness an act of literary experimentation," he wrote, declaring his preference for the former and arguing that pleasure in poetry -- its paramount purpose, according to Wordsworth -- demands clarity.

The opposition between clarity and difficulty, or between communication and experimentation, is happily not absolute. Nor can we take it for granted that any of these terms has a fixed meaning that all can agree on. Accessibility -- as a term and, implicitly, as a value -- has been attacked recently by Helen Vendler in The New Republic. " 'Accessibility' needs to be dropped from the American vocabulary of aesthetic judgment if we are not to appear fools in the eyes of the world," Vendler wrote in the context of defending John Ashbery, "with his resolve against statement bearing the burden of a poem." Yet it is of course conceivable, it is even perhaps inevitable, that a poem by John Ashbery should be among the seventy-five poems chosen by Billy Collins for The Best American Poetry 2006. And so it has happened. Abstract discussion is one thing, poetic creativity and intuition is another, and it takes the former a long time to catch up with the latter. Let the debates continue. The poets themselves will make their choices, but they will do so on the basis of poems loved rather than positions held, rebuffed, or discarded.

There may be a structural antagonism between poets and critics, but at its best, criticism can make better writers of us, link poetry to its readership, and help build a community. The work of explanation, evaluation, and elucidation is there to be done. Unfortunately, much contemporary criticism is singularly shrill, sometimes gratuitously belligerent, even spiteful. I wonder where the rage comes from. Is it to overcompensate for the widespread if erroneous perception of poets as a band of favor-trading blurbists forever patting one another on the back? Or is the explanation simply that it is and always has been easier to issue summary judgments than to grapple with new art? I wonder, too, whether young poets flocking to MFA programs or working on their first manuscripts know what they're in for. It sometimes seems to me that the fledgling poet is in the position of the secret agent in Somerset Maugham's Ashenden, who gets his marching orders from a superior known only by his initial. "There's just one thing I think you ought to know before you take on this job," R. says. "And don't forget it. If you do well you'll get no thanks and if you get into trouble you'll get no help."

Perhaps when we review the reviewers, we should put a higher value on moments of mirth, such as Thom Geier of Entertainment Weekly provided last year. Geier opined inventively that John Ashbery's "oeuvre is not unlike Paris Hilton's" but "much, much smarter." There is so much to admire in this formulation -- the word "oeuvre" bumping against that fussy "not unlike," and the double "much" -- that one feels like a killjoy pointing out the comic outrageousness of the comparison. In the same magazine Billy Collins was characterized as simultaneously the Oprah of poetry, "the best buggy-whip maker of the 21st century," poetry's answer to Jerry Seinfeld ("hilariously funny"), a "modern-day Robert Frost," and "like Rodney Dangerfield," a figure who "doesn't get much respect in some serious literary circles," in part because his work is, yes, "accessible." Well, whatever else he is, Billy Collins is a natural choice to edit this year's Best American Poetry, and he has crafted an anthology that demonstrates the vitality of American poetry and showcases poems of wit, charm, humor, eloquence, ingenuity, and comic invention.

Every year I screen hundreds of newspaper articles touching on poetry, and there are always one or two items that linger longer in the memory. Two last year stood above the rest. One was in the obituaries for Jerry Orbach, an actor as skillful playing a cop on Law and Order as singing a chorus in Carousel. It turned out that Orbach wrote hundreds of short poems to his wife. Some were read at his funeral. In contrast to this loving memory was the terse funereal report filed by Carlotta Gall in the New York Times on November 8, 2005: "Afghan Poet Dies After Beating by Husband." Nadia Anjuman, twenty-five, who had just published a book of poems -- Gule Dudi, or "Dark Flower" -- and had a second one ready for publication, had an argument with her husband. He beat her up, gave her a black eye, and knocked her unconscious; she died in the hospital. Five days later, Christina Lamb's article in the Sunday Times of London fleshed out the story. Nadia Anjuman was a woman of great courage as well as talent. In the city of Herat in western Afghanistan, she had joined a group that called itself the "Sewing Circles of Herat." Under this cover the women met, at the Golden Needle Sewing School, not to make clothes but to study literature and poetry in defiance of the Taliban's edicts forbidding women from studying. (The Taliban also forbade women to laugh out loud.) The women of the "Sewing Circles" risked grave penalties, imprisonment or worse, if caught. Nadja Anjuman survived these underground heroics but not, apparently, the wrath of a family that regarded as shameful the publication of a woman's poems about love and beauty. Brutally murdered, she left behind a six-month-old child and poems that continue to be read. "My wings are closed and I cannot fly," she laments in one ghazal, which concludes, "I am an Afghan woman, and must wail."

Was this tragic sequence of events a parable about the continuing plight of Afghani women four years after the defeat of the Taliban? An allegory in which the wielders of the pen suffer devastating losses before triumphing over the wielders of the sword? It may have been neither of these or other things that spring to mind. Yet I couldn't help translating the story into one in which poetry, emblem of free expression that it is, may be threatened with violent reprisal ending in death. Poetry, even the poetry of humor and delight, is an agent of the imagination pressing back, in Wallace Stevens's phrase, against the pressure of reality.

Copyright © 2006 by David Lehman

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Table of Contents


Foreword by David Lehman

Introduction by Billy Collins

Kim Addonizio, "Verities"

Dick Allen, "'See the Pyramids Along the Nile'"

Craig Arnold, from "Couple from Hell"

John Ashbery, "A Worldly Country"

Jesse Ball, "Speech in a Chamber"

Krista Benjamin, "Letter from My Ancestors"

Ilya Bernstein, "You Must Have Been a Beautiful Baby"

Gaylord Brewer, "Apologia to the Blue Tit"

Tom Christopher, "Rhetorical Figures"

Laura Cronk, "Sestina for the Newly Married"

Carl Dennis, "Our Generation"

Stephen Dobyns, "Toward Some Bright Moment"

Denise Duhamel, "'Please Don't Sit Like a Frog, Sit Like a Queen'"

Stephen Dunn, "The Land of Is"

Beth Ann Fennelly, "Souvenir"

Megan Gannon, "List of First Lines"

Amy Gerstler, "For My Niece Sidney, Age Six"

Sarah Gorham, "Bust of a Young Boy in the Snow"

George Green, "The Death of Winckelmann"

Debora Greger, "My First Mermaid"

Eamon Grennan, "The Curve"

Daniel Gutstein, "Monsieur Pierre est mort"

R. S. Gwynn, from "Sects from A to Z"

Rachel Hadas, "Bird, Weasel, Fountain"

Mark Halliday, "Refusal to Notice Beautiful Women"

Jim Harrison, "On the Way to the Doctor's"

Robert Hass, "The Problem of Describing Color"

Christian Hawkey, "Hour"

Terrance Hayes, "Talk"

Bob Hicok, "My career as a director"

Katia Kapovich, "The Ferry"

Laura Kasischke, "At Gettysburg"

Joy Katz, "Just a second ago"

David Kirby, "Seventeen Ways from Tuesday"

Jennifer L. Knox, "The Laws of Probability in Levittown"

Ron Koertge, "Found"

John Koethe, "Sally's Hair"

Mark Kraushaar, "Tonight"

Julie Larios, "Double Abecedarian: Please Give Me"

Dorianne Laux, "Demographic"

Reb Livingston, "That's Not Butter"

Thomas Lux, "Eyes Scooped Out and Replaced by Hot Coals"

Paul Muldoon, "Blenheim"

Marilyn Nelson, "Albert Hinckley"

Richard Newman, "Briefcase of Sorrow"

Mary Oliver, "The Poet with His Face in His Hands"

Danielle Pafunda, "Small Town Rocker"

Mark Pawlak, "The Sharper the Berry"

Bao Phi, "Race"

Donald Platt, "Two Poets Meet"

Lawrence Raab, "The Great Poem"

Betsy Retallack, "Roadside Special"

Liz Rosenberg, "The Other Woman's Point of View"

J. Allyn Rosser, "Discounting Lynn"

Kay Ryan, "Thin"

Mary Jo Salter, "A Phone Call to the Future"

Vijay Seshadri, "Memoir"

Alan Shapiro, "Misjudged Fly Ball"

Charles Simic, "House of Cards"

Gerald Stern, "Homesick"

James Tate, "The Loser"

Sue Ellen Thompson, "Body English"

Tony Towle, "Misprision"

Alison Townsend, "What I Never Told You About the Abortion"

Paul Violi, "Counterman"

Ellen Bryant Voigt, "Harvesting the Cows"

David Wagoner, "The Driver"

Charles Harper Webb, "Prayer to Tear the Sperm-Dam Down"

C. K. Williams, "Ponies"

Terence Winch, "Sex Elegy"

Susan Wood, "Gratification"

Franz Wright, "A Happy Thought"

Robert Wrigley, "Religion"

David Yezzi, "The Call"

Dean Young, "Clam Ode"

Contributors' Notes and Comments

Magazines Where the Poems Were First Published


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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 5, 2012

    He is my favorite poet

    He is an inspiration for me and his poetry has always impressed me evey time i read them.

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    Posted July 20, 2007

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    As I read this compilation, I was immediately struck by how wonderfully joyous and playful so many of the poems here are. I get enough gloom and doom in my daily life--when I reach for literature, I 'sometimes' want a measure of respite from the world's cares--a respite which very few contemporary poets seem willing/able to provide. Joie de vivre hasn't been in vogue for a long time--maybe this compilation will bring on a wave of Shiny Happy People.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 14, 2006

    This Series Has Become A Joke

    This should be a yearly opportunity to talk about all the exciting things happening in American poetry. Unfortunately Scribner has allowed it to become David Lehman's vanity press. Most of the people included in this anthology are one degree of seperation from either Lehman or Billy Collins personally. From reading this you might assume that The New School is the premiere Poetry Program in the country. It's not. This anthology has become an nepotistic orgy. Billy Collins' intro is revealing only in that he seems to not like poetry very much. Stop giving these people your money--for any poet to buy this anthology is an act of self-hatred.

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