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A moving and kinetic collection of poetry from the 2018 winner of the National Poetry Series, selected by Monica Youn
Unexpected, unusual, and stirring, the poetry of Rosalie Moffett "takes us to the brink of a world continually unmaking itself, " ( Georgia Review ). From diving-bell spiders to the nervous system of the human body, from trees growing so heavy with fruit that they split to dogs galloping through snowy hills, Moffett's world is rendered with precision, intricacy, and extraordinary beauty.
Exhilarating in its technical expertise but also steeped in a profound connection to the natural world and the human psyche, Nervous System is a collection from a major emerging voice.
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Contents
Cover
Title Page
Publisherâs Note
Dedication
What the Mind Makes
Nervous System
[Scientistâs betrayal]
[She studied snails]
[Seeing stars, itâs called]
[I was taught the lyric is a song]
[Seeing starsâas if in aweâas if driven]
[So out-in-the-middle-of-nowhere, that there]
[She made two of meâtwins, of which]
[After a head trauma, distance]
[Some trees grow so heavy they split]
[Perhaps I have no business]
[Perhaps it wasnât her head hitting the rocks]
[Who was it who said]
[We played a game on the bus that took us]
[Faced with one of those holy moments]
[I started out looking]
[I am at the ballet, watching a woman]
[Up early for the long drive home, I become]
[The arachnoid mater is translated]
[To protect itself, a jumping spider will secure]
[In the womb we watch our eyelids. This is enough]
[The diving bell spider]
[Some of the smallest]
[Itâs not one spindle, one spool of thread,]
[The inside of her, so]
[Inside her, with their robotic snake]
[Her blood so thin when they drew it]
[Itâs misleading, isnât it, the revelation]
[Her checked bag was crammed]
[I see a woman walking a dogâsee from afar]
[I return to the idea]
[In fact, Iâve never fractured, though Iâve flown]
[Why, people ask even now]
[It seems I should know what it is]
[Itâs called sweetening]
[Aspirin, ibuprofen, hydrocodoneâ]
[It appears and appears to me,]
[My motherâs dog is buried under a railroad tie]
[Before the dam,]
[Again, on the phone, I]
[If, in a dream I open a book, I find the words]
[To dream of a storm]
[Itâs unbecoming, my mother]
[We were assigned, at thirteen, dolls]
[Before you know what it is, it is]
[In the event of a fly or beetle thrust headlong]
[When I was young]
[Terrifically alo...
Table of contents
- Cover
- Title Page
- Publisherâs Note
- Dedication
- Contents
- What the Mind Makes
- Nervous System
- [Scientistâs betrayal]
- [She studied snails]
- [Seeing stars, itâs called]
- [I was taught the lyric is a song]
- [Seeing starsâas if in aweâas if driven]
- [So out-in-the-middle-of-nowhere, that there]
- [She made two of meâtwins, of which]
- [After a head trauma, distance]
- [Some trees grow so heavy they split]
- [Perhaps I have no business]
- [Perhaps it wasnât her head hitting the rocks]
- [Who was it who said]
- [We played a game on the bus that took us]
- [Faced with one of those holy moments]
- [I started out looking]
- [I am at the ballet, watching a woman]
- [Up early for the long drive home, I become]
- [The arachnoid mater is translated]
- [To protect itself, a jumping spider will secure]
- [In the womb we watch our eyelids. This is enough]
- [The diving bell spider]
- [Some of the smallest]
- [Itâs not one spindle, one spool of thread,]
- [The inside of her, so]
- [Inside her, with their robotic snake]
- [Her blood so thin when they drew it]
- [Itâs misleading, isnât it, the revelation]
- [Her checked bag was crammed]
- [I see a woman walking a dogâsee from afar]
- [I return to the idea]
- [In fact, Iâve never fractured, though Iâve flown]
- [Why, people ask even now]
- [It seems I should know what it is]
- [Itâs called sweetening]
- [Aspirin, ibuprofen, hydrocodoneâ]
- [It appears and appears to me,]
- [My motherâs dog is buried under a railroad tie]
- [Before the dam,]
- [Again, on the phone, I]
- [If, in a dream I open a book, I find the words]
- [To dream of a storm]
- [Itâs unbecoming, my mother]
- [We were assigned, at thirteen, dolls]
- [Before you know what it is, it is]
- [In the event of a fly or beetle thrust headlong]
- [When I was young]
- [Terrifically alone, in tulips]
- [The moon pulls the ocean and the moon snail]
- [The round bottle cap of skull, pulled up]
- [The dura mater, hard]
- [Memory loss, some think, is evolutionary,]
- [The snail, so human, recoils]
- [A web: the most practical art.]
- [I know she followed the nerves]
- [How is she? I donât say I am afraid to hear]
- Acknowledgments
- National Poetry Series Winners
- About the Author
- Copyright
- About the Publisher