The Shout: Selected Poems

The Shout: Selected Poems

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by Simon Armitage
     
 

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Simon Armitage is one of Britain's most respected poets. He is considered Philip Larkin's successor in both the easy brilliance of his verse and the national acclaim he has received. His subjects have ranged from yardwork to politics, from the fidelity of dogs to the negotiations of lovers. A selection of poetry that is wry, unpretentious, and constantly inventive,

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Simon Armitage is one of Britain's most respected poets. He is considered Philip Larkin's successor in both the easy brilliance of his verse and the national acclaim he has received. His subjects have ranged from yardwork to politics, from the fidelity of dogs to the negotiations of lovers. A selection of poetry that is wry, unpretentious, and constantly inventive, The Shout collects Armitage's best work from the past three decades and includes many of his most recent poems.

Man with a Golf Ball Heart

They set about him with a knife and fork, I heard,
and spooned it out. Dunlop, dimpled, perfectly hard.
It bounced on stone but not on softer ground-they made a note of that. They slit the skin-a leathery,
rubbery, eyelid thing-and further in, three miles of gut or string, elastic. Inside that, a pouch or sac of pearl-white balm or gloss, like Copydex.
It weighed in at the low end of the litmus test but wouldn't burn, and tasted bitter, bad, resin perhaps from a tree or plant. And it gave off gas that caused them all to weep when they inspected it.

That heart had been an apple once, they reckoned. Green.
They had a scheme to plant an apple there again beginning with a pip, but he rejected it.

Editorial Reviews

New York Sun
"Armitage's clever, surprising poems recall both Paul Muldoon and James Tate."
Phildelphia Inquirer
"The Shout cements two truths simultaneously: Armitage knows what he's doing, and it's time America knew too.."
From the Publisher
UK PRAISE FOR SIMON ARMITAGE
"Armitage creates a muscular but elegant language of his own out of slangy, youthful, up-to-the-minute jargon and the vernacular of his native northern England. He combines this with an easily worn erudition . . . to produce poems of moving originality." -THE SUND AY TIMES

Publishers Weekly
Bitter wit, laddish insouciance, mysterious story lines and up-to-the-minute, sometimes satirical topics made Armitage's verse a big hit in early-1990s Britain: his first three books (among them ZOOM! and Kid) pushed the former probation officer to the forefront of the so-called New Generation Poets, whose frequently rhymed and metered verse aspired to the immediacy and accessibility of rock music. Though Armitage has 11 books of verse in the U.K., this selection is his first in America, sacrificing chronological order to create provocative juxtapositions. A sonnet about a "Man with a Golf Ball Heart" rubs shoulders with a disquietingly flip, propulsively metred poem about failed suicides. Stanzas about all too ordinary failed love affairs, or about the disillusioned Everyman "Robinson" (whom Armitage borrows from the American poet Weldon Kees) offset weirder, wilder verse in which "there's more going on/ than they'd have us believe": an automobile tire hops between dimensions, an amputee becomes a super-strong cyborg, and Robin tells Batman it's over. Armitage so often depends on nuances of English middle-class life that Americans may not fall for him, though his tough-guy persona, good jokes and metrical skills could help. Charles Simic provides a short but appreciative preface. Harcourt has invested heavily in contemporary British verse and could probably gain from a group promotion. (Apr.) Copyright 2005 Reed Business Information.
Library Journal
British poet Armitage writes in direct, almost offhand language about daily events like a bus ride or a snowed-in Christmas, then suddenly throws in a deadpan account of a hitchhiker's murder. Not the prolific poet's first publication stateside but one that should put him on the poetry map here. (LJ 8/05) Copyright 2006 Reed Business Information.

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9780151011186
Publisher:
Houghton Mifflin Harcourt
Publication date:
04/04/2005
Pages:
128
Product dimensions:
8.42(w) x 5.70(h) x 0.59(d)

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THE SHOUT
We went out into the school yard together, me and the boy whose name and face

I don't remember. We were testing the range of the human voice:
he had to shout for all he was worth,

I had to raise an arm from across the divide to signal back that the sound had carried.

He called from over the park- I lifted an arm.
Out of bounds,
he yelled from the end of the road,

from the foot of the hill,
from beyond the look-out post of Fretwell's Farm-
I lifted an arm.

He left town, went on to be twenty years dead with a gunshot hole in the roof of his mouth, in Western Australia.

Boy with the name and face I don't remember,
you can stop shouting now, I can still hear you.

GOOSEBERRY SEASON
Which reminds me. He appeared at noon, asking for water. He'd walked from town after losing his job, leaving a note for his wife and his brother and locking his dog in the coal bunker.
We made him a bed

and be slept till Monday.
A week went by and he hung up his coat.
Then a month, and not a stroke of work, a word of thanks,
a farthing of rent or a sign of him leaving.
One evening he mentioned a recipe

for smooth, seedless gooseberry sorbet but by then I was tired of him: taking pocket money from my boy at cards, sucking up to my wife and on his last night sizing up my daughter. He was smoking my pipe as we stirred his supper.

Where does the hand become the wrist?
Where does the neck become the shoulder? The watershed and then the weight, whatever turns up and tips us over that razor's edge between something and nothing, between one and the other.

I could have told him this but didn't bother. We ran him a bath and held him under, dried him off and dressed him and loaded him into the back of the pick-up.
Then we drove without headlights

to the county boundary,
dropped the tailgate, and after my boy had been through his pockets we dragged him like a mattress across the meadow and on the count of four threw him over the border.

This is not general knowledge, except in gooseberry season, which reminds me, and at the table
I have been known to raise an eyebrow, or scoop the sorbet into five equal portions, for the hell of it.
I mention this for a good reason.

Copyright © 2005 by Simon Armitage

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Meet the Author

SIMON ARMITAGE has published ten collections of poetry, for which he has won numerous awards and prizes. The Shout is the first collection of his poems to be published in the United States. He lives in Holmfirth, England.

CHARLES SIMIC was born in Belgrade and emigrated to the United States in 1954. He is the author of many books of poetry and prose. Among other honors, he received the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry in 1990 and served as the Poet Laureate of the United States in 2007–2008.

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Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Realy good book highly recommended