White Lily

by John Emil Vincent

Overview

Why are my problems / always the worst? // And why / because I wrote that / do you think I don’t believe it? White Lily is John Emil Vincent’s love note to Louise Glück and Laurie Anderson, two artists inspired and bedevilled by white lilies. Under their spell the poet dives into parable, fable, received wisdom, compact discs, and ruined utopias like a gleeful truant child. The white lily is ever present - its meanings, messages, and seductive scent. The collection begins with a meditation on Anderson’s song “White Lily” and its treatment of Rainer Werner Fassbinder’s fourteen-hour film Berlin Alexanderplatz. It goes on to ponder whether, if we take them in earnest, our mistakes come to serve as the surest sign of seriousness. Throughout, Vincent’s poems trouble what’s exact and exacting, always with the white lily as companion, a promise of rebirth delivered in funeral tones.

Product Details

ISBN-13:	9780228023777
Publisher:	McGill-Queens University Press
Publication date:	04/15/2025
Series:	The Hugh MacLennan Poetry Series , #89
Pages:	104
Product dimensions:	5.00(w) x 7.50(h) x 0.50(d)

About the Author

John Emil Vincent is the author of several books including The Decline and Fall of the Chatty Empire, Bitter in the Belly, and Ganymede’s Dog. He lives in Montreal.

Editorial Reviews

John Emil Vincent is a man with three first names: one each for erudition, pique, and hilarity. In these pages – which proceed from homage, from love – you will find many versions of his ardent regard for his friend and teacher Louise Glück. Sometimes he conveys that regard in the form of direct expression (poems about her), sometimes in conversation with or imitation (or mock imitation) of her poems; always he twines together scorching reverence and the internal tussle between breaking away from and accepting, appreciating, a lineage that is both circumstantial and spiritual, intellectual, devotional. Like Glück, Vincent knows the ancients. His Sisyphus’s hands never get free, though: up up up he pushes that rock. Meanwhile, we consider Syphilis (an actual shepherd) and Vicarius (a made-up Roman poet), denizens of White Lily’s irreverent panache. To fully mourn – or, rather, cherish – one must not apotheosize but conjure and reinhabit the congenial, kindred climate of mind. And as Vincent might say, This turns out is fun.” Sally Ball, author of Hold Sway


“White Lily is like nothing else I know in contemporary poetry. It ranges without effort from quietly chilling parables to laugh-out-loud invective, from fleet-footed meta-poetic games to sudden, crushing depths, from serial elegy to one poem that’s a sin

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