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The poems in Source deepen Doty's exploration of the paradox of selfhood. It is a complex, boldly colored self-portrait; its muscular lines argue fiercely with the fact of limit, and pulse with the drama of perception, the quest for forging meaning.
Source. Copyright © by Mark Doty. Reprinted by permission of HarperCollins Publishers, Inc. All rights reserved. Available now wherever books are sold.At the Gym
This salt-stain spot
marks the place where men
lay down their heads,
back to the bench,and hoist nothing
that need be lifted
but some burden they've chosen
this time: more reps,more weight, the upward shove
of it leaving, collectively,
this sign of where we've been:
shroud-stain, negativeflashed onto the vinyl
where we push something
unyielding skyward,
gaining some powerat least over flesh,
which goads with desire,
and terrifies with frailty.
Who could say who'sadded his heat to the nimbus
of our intent, here where
we make ourselves:
something difficultlifted, pressed or curled,
Power over beauty,
power over power!
Though there's something moretender, beneath our vanity,
our will to become objects
of desire: we sweat the mark
of our presence onto the cloth.Here is some halo
the living made together.
| A Little Rabbit Dead in the Grass | 1 | |
| Fish R Us | 5 | |
| At the Gym | 8 | |
| Lost in the Stars | 10 | |
| Manhattan: Luminism | 16 | |
| Letter to Walt Whitman | 24 | |
| Paul's Tattoo | 35 | |
| Private Life | 38 | |
| An Island Sheaf | 41 | |
| Sea Grape Valentine | 41 | |
| Watermelon Soda | 43 | |
| Elizabeth Bishop: Croton; watercolor, 9" x 5 3/4", n.d | 44 | |
| Hesperides Street | 45 | |
| Catalina Macaw | 49 | |
| Brian Age 7 | 51 | |
| Essay: The Love of Old Houses | 53 | |
| To the Engraver of My Skin | 56 | |
| Principalities of June | 58 | |
| Summer Landscape | 60 | |
| Lily and Bronze | 64 | |
| After the Fourth | 66 | |
| American Sublime | 68 | |
| Time on Main | 70 | |
| Source | 73 |
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Posted May 16, 2010
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Overview
This bold, wide-ranging new collection—his sixth book of poems—demonstrates the unmistakable lyricism, fierce observation and force of feeling that have made Mark Doty's poems matter to readers on both sides of the Atlantic.The poems in Source deepen Doty's exploration of the paradox of selfhood. It is a complex, boldly colored self-portrait; its muscular lines argue fiercely with the fact of limit, and pulse with the drama of perception, the quest for forging meaning.