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Ocean Vuong

Time Is a Mother

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The highly anticipated collection of poems from the award-winning writer Ocean Vuong
How else do we return to ourselves but to fold
The page so it points to the good part
In this deeply intimate second poetry collection, Ocean Vuong searches for life among the aftershocks of his mother’s death, embodying the paradox of sitting within grief while being determined to survive beyond it. Shifting through memory, and in concert with the themes of his novel On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous, Vuong contends with personal loss, the meaning of family, and the cost of being the product of an American war in America. At once vivid, brave, and propulsive, Vuong’s poems circle fragmented lives to find both restoration as well as the epicenter of the break.
The author of the critically acclaimed poetry collection Night Sky With Exit Wounds, winner of the 2016 Whiting Award, the 2017 T. S. Eliot…
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  • Lucíashared an impression3 years ago
    👍Worth reading
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    Un poeta impresionante. Libro enorme.

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Quotes

  • comethas quoted4 days ago
    your tongue
    to jump from
    anywhere & make it
    home
    to be warm & full of
    nothing oh
    I kept my hope
    -blue Vans on
    this whole time
    to distract you
  • comethas quoted4 days ago
    your tongue
    to jump from
    anywhere & make it
    home
    to be warm & full of
    nothing oh
    I kept my hope
    -blue Vans on
    this whole time
    to distract you
    from my flat ass
    did it work oh
    my people my people
    I thought
    the fall would
    kill me
    but it only
    made me real
  • comethas quoted4 days ago
    That I recall every follicle in the failure the way they’ll remember god after religion: alone, impossible & good.

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