The Future is Happy

The Future is Happy

by Sarah Sarai


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ISBN-13: 9781935402350
Publisher: BlazeVOX Books
Publication date: 09/01/2009
Pages: 83
Product dimensions: 7.30(w) x 9.10(h) x 0.30(d)

About the Author

Sarah Sarai's poems have been published in Threepenny Review, Mississippi Review, ELEVEN ELEVEN and many others journals. Her fiction in Weber Studies, South Dakota Review, Tampa Review, Fairy Tale Review and others. She has been adjunct in writing at an assortment of colleges, works as a copyeditor and lives in New York City where she is writing a second poetry collection and novels.

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Sarah_Sarai More than 1 year ago
The four quotes/blurbs on The Future Is Happy's back cover. Sarah Sarai's poetry is hot-wired and hip-swivel all the way up the spine! Emily Dickinson is Jewish and Moses breaks tablets for stellar sex. She's retained the best of modernism (especially that syncopated variable foot Charlie Parker bop in the word-love) and moved onto new red earth for her own vision. Eat this book! It's terrific. -Doug Anderson (The Moon Reflected Fire; Blues for Unemployed Secret Police; Keep Your Head Down-a memoir) Sarah Sarai's poems are charged with the terrible presence of the now and the dangerous fact of words. This is poetry as it should be. Scary, strange, generous, intensely in a physical world while illuminating an unimaginable spiritual world. This is writing that sings. The song it sings is the song of our hearts. -Jack Wiler (Fun Being Me, I Have No Clue) With both wit and tenderness, Sarah Sarai rigorously navigates the dialectics of knowledge and not knowing, thinking and being, the fantastic and the quotidian, the spiritual and the earthy, in language that is by turns crisp and lush. These are heady, whip-smart, funny and moving poems in which time becomes fluid and vertical-high-rise pageant of art, ephemera, filigree and memory through which our physical and temporal bodies spark and fall much too quickly. -Lee Ann Roripaugh (On the Cusp of a Dangerous Year; Year of the Snake; Beyond Heart Mountain) How often we hear it: "No ideas but in things." But Sarai throws pie in the face of such doctrine, and a tasty pie it is. Here, abstractions such as connection, morality and "sloppy forgiveness" form the crust of her work. But the filling, juicy with the polymorphous perversity of a living breathing world, teems with a compote of voices, textures, colors. Socrates, James Brown, Anna Karenina are tossed together with bebop, chili peppers and "100 billion neurons nipping maybe 268 mph." So much to chew on! The poet serves it all with an uncommon heart and broad-ranging intellect. The result is writing which is naked, urgent, frisky and sublime." -Nina Corwin (Conversations with Friendly Demons and Tainted Saints; Inhabiting the Body: A Collection of Poetry and Art by Women-editor; Fifth Wednesday Journal-poetry editor)