By Ted Kooser
Publish yr note: First released January 1st 2004
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Winner of the 2005 Pulitzer Prize for Poetry
"Kooser files the dignities, behavior and small griefs of way of life, our starvation for connection, our fight to discover balance."—Poetry
"[Kooser] brushes poems over usual items, revealing metaphysical issues that manner an investigator dusts for fingerprints. His language is so managed and convincing that one can't aid yet consider major truths in the back of his lines." —The Philadelphia Inquirer
"Delights & Shadows increases the voice of the poet above every little thing else. each one brief, bright poem at the web page reads as though it have been being spoken aloud. information about cemeteries, dictionaries, a doctor's ready room, and a jar of buttons bristle with sound and expertise. Kooser's skill to take advantage of short lyrics to compose a track of discovery and regeneration makes his paintings radiant and consuming." —Bloomsbury Review
Ted Kooser is a grasp of metaphor, a poet who deftly connects disparate parts of the area and communicates with absolute precision. Critics name him a "haiku-like imagist" and his poems were in comparison to Chekov's brief tales. In Delights and Shadows, Kooser attracts thought from the neglected info of way of life. Quotidian items like a pegboard, creamed corn and a forgotten salesman's trophy aid display the notable in what sooner than was once a in basic terms traditional world.
Ted Kooser is the writer of 8 collections of poems and a prose memoir. He lives on a small farm in rural Nebraska.
Literary Awards
Pulitzer Prize for Poetry (2005)
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Example text
It was best like this. blue cheese and chili peppers these women are supposed to come and see me but they never do. there’s the one with the long scar along her belly. ” there’s the one who dances with a boa constrictor and writes every four weeks, she’ll come, she says. and the 4th who claims she sleeps always with my latest book under her pillow. I whack-off in the heat and listen to Brahms and eat blue cheese with chili peppers. these are women of good mind and body, excellent in or out of bed, dangerous and deadly, of course— but why do they all have to live up north?
And then she slammed the car door. it was still 103 degrees. when I opened my mail I found my auto insurance company wanted $76 more. suddenly she ran into the room and screamed, “LOOK, I’M TURNING RED! ALL BLOTCHY! ” “take a bath,” I told her. I dialed the insurance company long distance and demanded to know why. ” I covered the phone and screamed at her in the bathtub: “LOOK! I’M ON LONG DISTANCE! ” the insurance people still maintained that I owed them $76 and would send me a letter explaining why.
Somebody else will have them and I will walk about in my floppy shorts smoking too many cigarettes and trying to make drama out of no damned progress at all. ” I told her she was crazy the cops would get us but she said, “no, it’s nice and foggy,” so we went to the park spread out the equipment and began working and here came headlights— a squad car— she said, “hurry, get your pants on! ” I said, “I can’t. ” one of the cops looked at me and said, “I don’t blame you,” and after some small talk they left us alone.