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Book Title
Boy Who Slept under the Stars : a Memoir in Poetry
Publication Name
The Boy Who Slept Under the Stars
Title
The Boy Who Slept Under the Stars
Subtitle
A Memoir in Poetry
Author
Roseann Lloyd
Format
Trade Paperback
ISBN-10
0983325480
EAN
9780983325482
ISBN
9780983325482
Publisher
Holy Cow! Press
Genre
Poetry
Topic
General, American / General
Release Year
2012
Release Date
18/09/2012
Language
English
Country/Region of Manufacture
US
Item Height
224mm
Item Length
9in
Item Width
6in
Item Weight
6.3 Oz
Publication Year
2012
Number of Pages
72 Pages

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The poet's brother disappears mysteriously in the Boundary Waters Canoe Area Wilderness. These deeply felt poems explore loss, grief, acceptance.

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Holy Cow! Press
ISBN-10
0983325480
ISBN-13
9780983325482
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114244443

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Book Title
Boy Who Slept under the Stars : a Memoir in Poetry
Author
Roseann Lloyd
Format
Trade Paperback
Language
English
Topic
General, American / General
Publication Year
2012
Genre
Poetry
Number of Pages
72 Pages

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Item Length
9in
Item Width
6in
Item Weight
6.3 Oz

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Ps3562.L76b69 2012
Reviews
All of us who read this book live inside the pages of The Boy Who Slept Under the Stars . An epigraph for one of the book's sections by Vijay Seshardi says, 'Nobody deals with the deepest existential response{to loss}, which is bafflement.' And the reader of the book realizes that this is not just a book of grief or of anger and not just a book in which love lives on every page, but it is also, and underneath everything else, a book about that place inside us all where bafflement meets mystery: a strange place, sometimes frightening and sometimes filled with stars and pines, clear flowing water and the deep joy of companionship. 'Should I even be writing this?' Lloyd asks, in parentheses, near the end of the book. Yes, is the answer. Oh, yes."--Jim Moore, author of Invisible Strings Roseann Lloyd has made  The Boy Who Slept Under the Stars  'not only for those who exit suddenly, but also for those who mourn them.'  This new book recreates the movement of healing: first unspeakable grief, revealed in tight prose, then interrogation, investigation, a pursuit of the missing on a personal, local, and global scale, and finally expansive understanding, the poet's heart not only doubled, but tripled in the powerful final poems such as 'Have Drum Will Journey.'  I am grateful for these poems, encouraged to accept there's a trail we all follow, knowing one day we will be lost, but understanding now how those we leave find comfort, and how we can keep going when our own loves walk on."--Heid E. Erdrich, author of Cell Traffic: New and Selected Poems As a solo wilderness traveler, I routinely face the possibility of my dying alone in a remote place. It is a risk vs. reward agreement I accept, one which, unfortunately, is much harder for those left behind to understand. When Roseann Lloyd's brother disappears on a day hike in the Boundary Waters Canoe Area Wilderness in 2005, his life ends, I would suggest, in a manner he would have found fitting, even if its timing was premature. But for Roseann, the sudden loss of a brother, whose body was never found, sets her on a journey sifting through the duff of family memories—each layer redolent with a distinct aroma. Through her poetry, she reconstructs connections and attempts to organize the random—ultimately completing a journey of celebration, acceptance, and personal growth."--Craig Blacklock, author, photographer, Minnesota's North Shore and Apostle Islands—From Land and Sea "The poems in Roseann Lloy'd new poetry collection take us on a sister's unflinching exploration into her grief, her family's grief, for a brother lost in the wilderness. She brings us with her into the deep waters of being a sister. She eloquently expresses the past shared with her brother. His absence breathes upon the present and evokes other disappearances—children missing in Iraq, Jacob Wetterling abducted, climbers lost on Everest, a college student drowned. These are visceral poems, full of verbal energy and rich patterns of sound--Lloyd's lines are allowed to breathe and they move about in always interesting forms. The powerful prose poem, "Messing Around in Boats," shows us her mother reading Wind in the Willows: 'Look, look, cries my brother, he's heading for the road, he's heading for the river, he's getting away!' I have never been so moved by a book of poetry."--Mary Kay Rummel, author of What's Left is the Singing, "All of us who read this book live inside the pages of The Boy Who Slept Under the Stars . An epigraph for one of the book's sections by Vijay Seshardi says, 'Nobody deals with the deepest existential response{to loss}, which is bafflement.' And the reader of the book realizes that this is not just a book of grief or of anger and not just a book in which love lives on every page, but it is also, and underneath everything else, a book about that place inside us all where bafflement meets mystery: a strange place, sometimes frightening and sometimes filled with stars and pines, clear flowing water and the deep joy of companionship. 'Should I even be writing this?' Lloyd asks, in parentheses, near the end of the book. Yes, is the answer. Oh, yes."--Jim Moore, author of Invisible Strings "Roseann Lloyd has made The Boy Who Slept Under the Stars 'not only for those who exit suddenly, but also for those who mourn them.' This new book recreates the movement of healing: first unspeakable grief, revealed in tight prose, then interrogation, investigation, a pursuit of the missing on a personal, local, and global scale, and finally expansive understanding, the poet's heart not only doubled, but tripled in the powerful final poems such as 'Have Drum Will Journey.' I am grateful for these poems, encouraged to accept there's a trail we all follow, knowing one day we will be lost, but understanding now how those we leave find comfort, and how we can keep going when our own loves walk on."--Heid E. Erdrich, author of Cell Traffic: New and Selected Poems "As a solo wilderness traveler, I routinely face the possibility of my dying alone in a remote place. It is a risk vs. reward agreement I accept, one which, unfortunately, is much harder for those left behind to understand. When Roseann Lloyd's brother disappears on a day hike in the Boundary Waters Canoe Area Wilderness in 2005, his life ends, I would suggest, in a manner he would have found fitting, even if its timing was premature. But for Roseann, the sudden loss of a brother, whose body was never found, sets her on a journey sifting through the duff of family memories--each layer redolent with a distinct aroma. Through her poetry, she reconstructs connections and attempts to organize the random--ultimately completing a journey of celebration, acceptance, and personal growth."--Craig Blacklock, author, photographer, Minnesota's North Shore and Apostle Islands--From Land and Sea "The poems in Roseann Lloy'd new poetry collection take us on a sister's unflinching exploration into her grief, her family's grief, for a brother lost in the wilderness. She brings us with her into the deep waters of being a sister. She eloquently expresses the past shared with her brother. His absence breathes upon the present and evokes other disappearances--children missing in Iraq, Jacob Wetterling abducted, climbers lost on Everest, a college student drowned. These are visceral poems, full of verbal energy and rich patterns of sound--Lloyd's lines are allowed to breathe and they move about in always interesting forms. The powerful prose poem, "Messing Around in Boats," shows us her mother reading Wind in the Willows: 'Look, look, cries my brother, he's heading for the road, he's heading for the river, he's getting away!' I have never been so moved by a book of poetry."--Mary Kay Rummel, author of What's Left is the Singing, "All of us who read this book live inside the pages of The Boy Who Slept Under the Stars. An epigraph for one of the book's sections by Vijay Seshardi says, 'Nobody deals with the deepest existential response{to loss}, which is bafflement.' And the reader of the book realizes that this is not just a book of grief or of anger and not just a book in which love lives on every page, but it is also, and underneath everything else, a book about that place inside us all where bafflement meets mystery: a strange place, sometimes frightening and sometimes filled with stars and pines, clear flowing water and the deep joy of companionship. 'Should I even be writing this?' Lloyd asks, in parentheses, near the end of the book. Yes, is the answer. Oh, yes."--Jim Moore, author of Invisible Strings "Roseann Lloyd has made The Boy Who Slept Under the Stars 'not only for those who exit suddenly, but also for those who mourn them.' This new book recreates the movement of healing: first unspeakable grief, revealed in tight prose, then interrogation, investigation, a pursuit of the missing on a personal, local, and global scale, and finally expansive understanding, the poet's heart not only doubled, but tripled in the powerful final poems such as 'Have Drum Will Journey.' I am grateful for these poems, encouraged to accept there's a trail we all follow, knowing one day we will be lost, but understanding now how those we leave find comfort, and how we can keep going when our own loves walk on."--Heid E. Erdrich, author of Cell Traffic: New and Selected Poems "As a solo wilderness traveler, I routinely face the possibility of my dying alone in a remote place. It is a risk vs. reward agreement I accept, one which, unfortunately, is much harder for those left behind to understand. When Roseann Lloyd's brother disappears on a day hike in the Boundary Waters Canoe Area Wilderness in 2005, his life ends, I would suggest, in a manner he would have found fitting, even if its timing was premature. But for Roseann, the sudden loss of a brother, whose body was never found, sets her on a journey sifting through the duff of family memories--each layer redolent with a distinct aroma. Through her poetry, she reconstructs connections and attempts to organize the random--ultimately completing a journey of celebration, acceptance, and personal growth."--Craig Blacklock, author, photographer, Minnesota's North Shore and Apostle Islands--From Land and Sea "The poems in Roseann Lloy'd new poetry collection take us on a sister's unflinching exploration into her grief, her family's grief, for a brother lost in the wilderness. She brings us with her into the deep waters of being a sister. She eloquently expresses the past shared with her brother. His absence breathes upon the present and evokes other disappearances--children missing in Iraq, Jacob Wetterling abducted, climbers lost on Everest, a college student drowned. These are visceral poems, full of verbal energy and rich patterns of sound--Lloyd's lines are allowed to breathe and they move about in always interesting forms. The powerful prose poem, "Messing Around in Boats," shows us her mother reading Wind in the Willows: 'Look, look, cries my brother, he's heading for the road, he's heading for the river, he's getting away!' I have never been so moved by a book of poetry."--Mary Kay Rummel, author of What's Left is the Singing, "All of us who read this book live inside the pages of The Boy Who Slept Under the Stars . An epigraph for one of the book's sections by Vijay Seshardi says, 'Nobody deals with the deepest existential response{to loss}, which is bafflement.' And the reader of the book realizes that this is not just a book of grief or of anger and not just a book in which love lives on every page, but it is also, and underneath everything else, a book about that place inside us all where bafflement meets mystery: a strange place, sometimes frightening and sometimes filled with stars and pines, clear flowing water and the deep joy of companionship. 'Should I even be writing this?' Lloyd asks, in parentheses, near the end of the book. Yes, is the answer. Oh, yes."--Jim Moore, author of Invisible Strings "Roseann Lloyd has made  The Boy Who Slept Under the Stars  'not only for those who exit suddenly, but also for those who mourn them.'  This new book recreates the movement of healing: first unspeakable grief, revealed in tight prose, then interrogation, investigation, a pursuit of the missing on a personal, local, and global scale, and finally expansive understanding, the poet's heart not only doubled, but tripled in the powerful final poems such as 'Have Drum Will Journey.'  I am grateful for these poems, encouraged to accept there's a trail we all follow, knowing one day we will be lost, but understanding now how those we leave find comfort, and how we can keep going when our own loves walk on."--Heid E. Erdrich, author of Cell Traffic: New and Selected Poems "As a solo wilderness traveler, I routinely face the possibility of my dying alone in a remote place. It is a risk vs. reward agreement I accept, one which, unfortunately, is much harder for those left behind to understand. When Roseann Lloyd's brother disappears on a day hike in the Boundary Waters Canoe Area Wilderness in 2005, his life ends, I would suggest, in a manner he would have found fitting, even if its timing was premature. But for Roseann, the sudden loss of a brother, whose body was never found, sets her on a journey sifting through the duff of family memories--each layer redolent with a distinct aroma. Through her poetry, she reconstructs connections and attempts to organize the random--ultimately completing a journey of celebration, acceptance, and personal growth."--Craig Blacklock, author, photographer, Minnesota's North Shore and Apostle Islands--From Land and Sea "The poems in Roseann Lloy'd new poetry collection take us on a sister's unflinching exploration into her grief, her family's grief, for a brother lost in the wilderness. She brings us with her into the deep waters of being a sister. She eloquently expresses the past shared with her brother. His absence breathes upon the present and evokes other disappearances--children missing in Iraq, Jacob Wetterling abducted, climbers lost on Everest, a college student drowned. These are visceral poems, full of verbal energy and rich patterns of sound--Lloyd's lines are allowed to breathe and they move about in always interesting forms. The powerful prose poem, "Messing Around in Boats," shows us her mother reading Wind in the Willows: 'Look, look, cries my brother, he's heading for the road, he's heading for the river, he's getting away!' I have never been so moved by a book of poetry."--Mary Kay Rummel, author of What's Left is the Singing, "All of us who read this book live inside the pages of The Boy Who Slept Under the Stars. An epigraph for one of the book's sections by Vijay Seshardi says, 'Nobody deals with the deepest existential response{to loss}, which is bafflement.' And the reader of the book realizes that this is not just a book of grief or of anger and not just a book in which love lives on every page, but it is also, and underneath everything else, a book about that place inside us all where bafflement meets mystery: a strange place, sometimes frightening and sometimes filled with stars and pines, clear flowing water and the deep joy of companionship. 'Should I even be writing this?' Lloyd asks, in parentheses, near the end of the book. Yes, is the answer. Oh, yes."--Jim Moore, author of Invisible Strings "Roseann Lloyd has made The Boy Who Slept Under the Stars 'not only for those who exit suddenly, but also for those who mourn them.'  This new book recreates the movement of healing: first unspeakable grief, revealed in tight prose, then interrogation, investigation, a pursuit of the missing on a personal, local, and global scale, and finally expansive understanding, the poet's heart not only doubled, but tripled in the powerful final poems such as 'Have Drum Will Journey.'  I am grateful for these poems, encouraged to accept there's a trail we all follow, knowing one day we will be lost, but understanding now how those we leave find comfort, and how we can keep going when our own loves walk on."--Heid E. Erdrich, author of Cell Traffic: New and Selected Poems "As a solo wilderness traveler, I routinely face the possibility of my dying alone in a remote place. It is a risk vs. reward agreement I accept, one which, unfortunately, is much harder for those left behind to understand. When Roseann Lloyd's brother disappears on a day hike in the Boundary Waters Canoe Area Wilderness in 2005, his life ends, I would suggest, in a manner he would have found fitting, even if its timing was premature. But for Roseann, the sudden loss of a brother, whose body was never found, sets her on a journey sifting through the duff of family memories--each layer redolent with a distinct aroma. Through her poetry, she reconstructs connections and attempts to organize the random--ultimately completing a journey of celebration, acceptance, and personal growth."--Craig Blacklock, author, photographer, Minnesota's North Shore and Apostle Islands--From Land and Sea "The poems in Roseann Lloy'd new poetry collection take us on a sister's unflinching exploration into her grief, her family's grief, for a brother lost in the wilderness. She brings us with her into the deep waters of being a sister. She eloquently expresses the past shared with her brother. His absence breathes upon the present and evokes other disappearances--children missing in Iraq, Jacob Wetterling abducted, climbers lost on Everest, a college student drowned. These are visceral poems, full of verbal energy and rich patterns of sound--Lloyd's lines are allowed to breathe and they move about in always interesting forms. The powerful prose poem, "Messing Around in Boats," shows us her mother reading Wind in the Willows: 'Look, look, cries my brother, he's heading for the road, he's heading for the river, he's getting away!' I have never been so moved by a book of poetry."--Mary Kay Rummel, author of What's Left is the Singing
Table of Content
Contents Part One: Circumambulation: Without a Body to Mourn Neither Here Nor There: What They Said 6 Cold Up North 8 My Brother's Tears 9 First Summers and the Last: The Boy Who Slept Under the Stars 11 Memory: Layers like Mica 13 Lloyd Lloyd 14 Messing Around in Boats 16 But Were You Mad? 17 Autumnal 18 What It Was Like Today: November 13, 2005 19 My Assigned Humans and Myself 22 Mirror: Solstice Sun 22 First Blank Christmas 27 Winter Solstice 28 Touchy about His Feet 29 In My Poems Since You Left Us 30 Walking the Ice Age Trail the First Spring After 31 April, Baby 32 Father 37 A Small Change in the Map: On the Trail to Whisky Jack Lake 38 Part Two: Echolocation: Three Degrees of Grief 21st Century Communion 41 Three Friends at True Thai, Discussing the Phrase You'll Never Get over It 42 The Family of Frederico García Lorca Stands against the Exhumation of His Remains 43 Missing Student Found in River 44 Grade School Principal and His Wife Take the Visiting Poet to the Best Restaurant in Town 45 Still Missing: 500,000 46 Heartland M.I.A. 47 Love, Salvage 49 Who's Missing on Mt. Everest? 50 Part Three: Navigation: Standing Still The Labyrinth, Winter Solstice 53 Have Drum Will Journey 54 Leaving the New Book on Grief 56 Epilogue Walking the Trail to Angleworm Lake, Six Years After He Died 58 Notes on the Poems 60 Notes on the Boundary Waters 61
Copyright Date
2012
Target Audience
Trade
Lccn
2012-009674
Dewey Decimal
811/.54
Dewey Edition
23

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