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    Light Light

    By Julie Joosten

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    About this ebook

    Shortlisted for the 2014 Governor General's Award for Poetry

    Shortlisted for the 2014 Gerald Lampert Memorial Award for Poetry.

    Moving from the Enlightenment science of natural history to the contemporary science of global warming, Light Light is a provocative engagement with the technologies and languages that shape discourses of knowing. It bridges the histories of botany, empire, and mind to take up the claim of "objectivity" as the dissolution of a discrete self and thus explores the mind's movement toward and with the world. The poems in Light Light range from the epigrammatic to the experimental, from the narrative to the lyric, consistently exploring the way language captures the undulation of a mind's working, how that rhythm becomes the embodiment of thought, and how that embodiment forms a politics engaged with the environment and its increasing alterations.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBookhug Press
    Release dateOct 1, 2013
    ISBN9781927040959
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