University of Iowa Press, 2007 Paper: 978-1-58729-528-7 | eISBN: 978-1-58729-726-7 Library of Congress Classification PS3608.U377S86 2007 Dewey Decimal Classification 813.6
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ABOUT THIS BOOK
2006 Iowa Poetry Prize winner
In Sunday Houses the Sunday House, Elizabeth Hughey embraces the possibility that we can learn as much from objects as we can from other people, from the inanimate as much as the animate. Each poem descends upon a place and a time, takes a few notes, and then leaves quietly without slamming any doors. Sunday Houses the Sunday House reveals what the world is like when your attention is focused elsewhere, when your head is turned the other way.
In ineffably beautiful verse, Hughey captures moments in time and place with confidence but without being judgmental. Although it may seem that the scope of these poems is rather small—a good party, a couple of eggs, a housekeeper’s daydream—they reveal both a deep intelligence and a spirit of whimsy. Gertrude Stein wrote that she wanted to be “drunk with nouns,” and in a sense that is what Hughey has accomplished here.
AUTHOR BIOGRAPHY
A native of Alabama, Elizabeth Hughey attended Hollins College and the University of Massachusetts at Amherst, where she received her MFA. Her poems have appeared in Shampoo, the Hat, and the Southern Poetry Review and are forthcoming in La Petite Zine. She lives and teaches in western Massachusetts.
REVIEWS
“Elizabeth Hughey's poems leap forward, backward, and sideways, always giving us a fresh perspective. The poems are made of the daily objects of our lives, but thrown into a kaleidoscope so what we are left with is a vital vision of the world. The kinetic energy of each of her poems at first dazzles, then resolves in clarity. I love these poems.”—James Tate, author Worshipful Company of Fletchers and The Lost Pilot
“Intense domesticity rivals fugitive invention in bands of a parallel universe Liz Hughey documents, discovers, and delivers. It’s a reading experience that’s surprising, sure footed, and affecting. You feel you’re being let in on secrets you’ll need to recall for the rest of your life. Her craft is subtle; her logic unflinchingly original; her language energetic, acute, and agile. “—Dara Wier, Remnants of Hannah
TABLE OF CONTENTS
Contents
One
South
Veronica
The Naming of 1500
How Much Longer
The Long Hello
Tied for Impiety
Good Night ’73
No One Need Invite the Ant
Housewife
Two Can Play
Sunday Houses the Sunday House
A Textbook of General Botany
To Be Scattered across the Lawn
Two
What Bird
Egg, Egg
The Architect and the Engineer: A Telephone Play
This Time I Draw Him with My Eyes Closed
Lit through the Night
A One and A
Veronica
My Party
Country Song
Happiest Hours
Long Playing Record
Work Poem
Western Addition
Hawthorne Effect
Son on a Hill
Hailstorm
Three
Subjects Not Suitable for Autofocus, Fuji Instruction Manual: Love, by Guy De Maupassant
Warnings To Be Heeded
Squares and Promenades
Thought Police
Afternoon
How Do We Know the Blood
Son at the Swimming Pool
Swamp Cache
Heavenly Bodies Go in Curves
Look Skyward in Coastal Counties
Intersection of Oak and Linden
Not To Mention the Trees Coming up To My Waist
Veronica
Dogwood, David, Dogwood
Acknowledgments
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University of Iowa Press, 2007 Paper: 978-1-58729-528-7 eISBN: 978-1-58729-726-7
2006 Iowa Poetry Prize winner
In Sunday Houses the Sunday House, Elizabeth Hughey embraces the possibility that we can learn as much from objects as we can from other people, from the inanimate as much as the animate. Each poem descends upon a place and a time, takes a few notes, and then leaves quietly without slamming any doors. Sunday Houses the Sunday House reveals what the world is like when your attention is focused elsewhere, when your head is turned the other way.
In ineffably beautiful verse, Hughey captures moments in time and place with confidence but without being judgmental. Although it may seem that the scope of these poems is rather small—a good party, a couple of eggs, a housekeeper’s daydream—they reveal both a deep intelligence and a spirit of whimsy. Gertrude Stein wrote that she wanted to be “drunk with nouns,” and in a sense that is what Hughey has accomplished here.
AUTHOR BIOGRAPHY
A native of Alabama, Elizabeth Hughey attended Hollins College and the University of Massachusetts at Amherst, where she received her MFA. Her poems have appeared in Shampoo, the Hat, and the Southern Poetry Review and are forthcoming in La Petite Zine. She lives and teaches in western Massachusetts.
REVIEWS
“Elizabeth Hughey's poems leap forward, backward, and sideways, always giving us a fresh perspective. The poems are made of the daily objects of our lives, but thrown into a kaleidoscope so what we are left with is a vital vision of the world. The kinetic energy of each of her poems at first dazzles, then resolves in clarity. I love these poems.”—James Tate, author Worshipful Company of Fletchers and The Lost Pilot
“Intense domesticity rivals fugitive invention in bands of a parallel universe Liz Hughey documents, discovers, and delivers. It’s a reading experience that’s surprising, sure footed, and affecting. You feel you’re being let in on secrets you’ll need to recall for the rest of your life. Her craft is subtle; her logic unflinchingly original; her language energetic, acute, and agile. “—Dara Wier, Remnants of Hannah
TABLE OF CONTENTS
Contents
One
South
Veronica
The Naming of 1500
How Much Longer
The Long Hello
Tied for Impiety
Good Night ’73
No One Need Invite the Ant
Housewife
Two Can Play
Sunday Houses the Sunday House
A Textbook of General Botany
To Be Scattered across the Lawn
Two
What Bird
Egg, Egg
The Architect and the Engineer: A Telephone Play
This Time I Draw Him with My Eyes Closed
Lit through the Night
A One and A
Veronica
My Party
Country Song
Happiest Hours
Long Playing Record
Work Poem
Western Addition
Hawthorne Effect
Son on a Hill
Hailstorm
Three
Subjects Not Suitable for Autofocus, Fuji Instruction Manual: Love, by Guy De Maupassant
Warnings To Be Heeded
Squares and Promenades
Thought Police
Afternoon
How Do We Know the Blood
Son at the Swimming Pool
Swamp Cache
Heavenly Bodies Go in Curves
Look Skyward in Coastal Counties
Intersection of Oak and Linden
Not To Mention the Trees Coming up To My Waist
Veronica
Dogwood, David, Dogwood
Acknowledgments
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