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    Green Age
    Green Age
    Green Age
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    Green Age

    By Alicia Suskin Ostriker

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    Alicia Suskin Ostriker is that rare combination, a writer equally admired as poet and critic. The variety of subjects in Green Age is characteristic of her writing: from the opening poem, "Fifty," funny, courageous, and defiant, to a set of birthday poems for a grown daughter; from emulations of the Persian mystic Rumi, to the provactive "Meditation in Seven Days," whose central assumption is that we may find in the Bible traces of a Canaanite goddess whose worship was forbidden with the advent of patriarchal monotheism. But if her subjects may seem formidable, her poems are not. Ostriker is accessible, witty, daring, and humane, and she has become one of the most praised poets of her generation.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherUniversity of Pittsburgh Press
    Release dateFeb 20, 2024
    ISBN9780822991748
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      Green Age - Alicia Suskin Ostriker

      Green Age

      Alicia Suskin Ostriker

      University of Pittsburgh Press

      Published by the University of Pittsburgh Press, Pittsburgh, Pa. 15260

      Copyright © 1989, Alicia Suskin Ostriker

      All Rights reserved

      Baker & Taylor International, London

      Manufactured in the United States of America

      Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data

      Ostriker, Alicia.

          Green age / Alicia Suskin Ostriker.

              p.       cm.    — (Pitt poetry series)

          ISBN  0-8229-3624-0.  —  ISBN  0-8229-5421-4 (pbk.)

          I.  Title.    II.  Series.

      PS3565.S84G7    1989

      811’.54—dc20

      89-32020 

      CIP

      The author and publisher wish to express their grateful acknowledgment to the following publications in which some of these poems first appeared, sometimes with slightly different titles: Berkeley Poets Cooperative (The Armies of Birds and Before Dawn); Calyx (To Love Is); Crosscurrents (What You’ve Given Me); 5 AM (A Day of Heavy Fog and The Pure Products of America); Iowa Review (The Death Ghazals); Michigan Quarterly Review (A Meditation in Seven Days); The Missouri Review (Hating the World); The Nation (I’m Tired of Your Lecturing); The Ontario Review (American Loneliness, Cat, Fifty, George in Hospital, Wanting to Be in Love as in Sunlight and Words for a Wedding); Ploughshares (The Cambridge Afternoon Was Gray, Design, and Hair); Prairie Schooner (First Love, Happy Birthday, To One in Mourning, What’s Your Name, and What You Want); Poetry (Helium, I Can’t Speak, Moth in April, Stream, A Young Woman, a Tree); Shenandoah (Windshield); Southern Humanities Review (The Bride); and The Threepenny Review (Watching the Feeder. Move originally appeared in The New Yorker.

      I am grateful to the Guggenheim Foundation, the Djerassi Foundation, the MacDowell Foundation, and Rutgers University for giving me space and time to work on many of these poems.

      ISBN-13: 978-0-8229-9174-8 (electronic)

      The publication of this book is supported by grants from the National Endowment for the Arts in Washington, D.C., a Federal agency, and the Pennsylvania Council on the Arts.

      for JPO, with love

      Contents

      I

      Fifty

      A Young Woman, a Tree

      Wanting to Be in Love as in Sunlight

      Helium

      George in Hospital

      Jersey Transit

      Moth in April

      A Birthday Suite

      Before Dawn

      The Secret Sharer

      Watching the Feeder

      American Loneliness

      II

      Stream

      Hating the World

      The Pure Products of America

      Windshield

      The Death Ghazals

      You Who Deny: A Harangue

      A Day of Heavy Fog

      The Bride

      A Meditation in Seven Days

      III

      Homage to Rumi: Seven Poems

      To Love Is

      Words for a Wedding

      To One in Mourning

      Move

      Notes

      I

      The force that through the green fuse drives the flower Drives my green age; that blasts the roots of trees Is my destroyer.

      —Dylan Thomas

      Fifty

      This is what a fifty-

      Year-old woman looks like,

      Said the glamorous feminist

      Journalist when they asked her

      How it felt to look so young.

      A good answer.

      But she didn’t say, and they didn’t

      Ask her:

      Did you expect the thread

      Of your rough childhood

      To unwind so far

      From its beginnings?

      Do you perhaps wonder,

      When you try to look backward

      And the thread seems invisible, as if

      It has been snipped, who

      In the world you are,

      Stranger?

      Do you think: Let’s keep this thing

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