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  <title><![CDATA[Otherwise: New &amp; Selected Poems]]></title>
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  <default_description>This collection stands as something of a tribute to Jane Kenyon, who died in 1995 at the age of 48. &lt;b&gt;Otherwise&lt;/b&gt; contains 20 new poems plus selected works from her four previous collections. The situations from which her lively writing arise often came from her daily life in and around the New Hampshire farm where she lived with her husband. The simple settings provides fertile ground for her richness of language. &quot;As late as yesterday ice preoccupied the pond--dark, half-melted, waterlogged. Then it sank in the night, one piece, taking winter with it. And afterward everything seems simple and good.&quot; Beautiful, gracious poetry.</default_description>
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  <original_publication_year type="integer">1996</original_publication_year>
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      <name><![CDATA[Jane Kenyon]]></name>
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    <body><![CDATA[Kenyon writes about domestic life and depression with the same poignancy, the same swift, sharp language.  Her tone is both fragile and defiant; her subject matter often bursts with life and quietly mourns it.  Here, of course, one must mention the poems “Otherwise,” “After an Illness, Walking...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/39643983">more...</a>]]></body>
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  <date_added>Wed Jul 02 02:38:12 -0700 2008</date_added>
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    <body><![CDATA[  	  This book is a classic. A poignant and well-crafted book. I often use Kenyon's poems as examples of emotion, understatement, and accessibility. The old &quot;show, don't tell&quot; rule. She is a master at it and pulls the reader smack in the middle of her experience.  ]]></body>
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  <date_added>Wed Dec 05 07:20:41 -0800 2007</date_added>
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    <body><![CDATA[Kenyon is one of this century's best poets and here is the book to prove it.  Some of the poems were a little too light for me, but otherwise, a very well put together collection.  Sample poem from Otherwise:<br/><br/>Happiness <br/><br/>There's just no accounting for happiness, <br/>or the way...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/9974888">more...</a>]]></body>
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  <date_added>Mon Dec 31 09:28:52 -0800 2007</date_added>
  <date_updated>Sat Jan 26 18:35:28 -0800 2008</date_updated>
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    <body><![CDATA[I've read this book off and on for a long time but wouldn't mark it as &quot;read&quot; yet in spite of that. (I'm marking it as read now, but will still come back to it often!) &quot;Beautifully observed&quot; and so on. Jane Kenyon had cancer, depression and what sounds like a perfect life all mix...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/11339140">more...</a>]]></body>
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  <read_at>Mon Jul 20 00:00:00 -0700 2009</read_at>
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    <body><![CDATA[Peonies at Dusk<br/><br/>White peonies blooming along the porch<br/>send out light<br/>while the rest of the yard grows dim.<br/><br/>Outrageous flowers as big as human<br/>heads!  They're staggered<br/>by their own luxuriance:  I had<br/>to prop them up with stakes and twine.<br/><br/>Th...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/63488802">more...</a>]]></body>
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  <read_at>Sat Aug 01 00:00:00 -0700 2009</read_at>
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    <body><![CDATA[I only recently discovered Jane Kenyon, but her poetry is somewhat haunting in its description of depression and everyday life.  <br/><br/>At the same time, she will never be one of my very favorite poets because overall, her poems are hit or miss.  But the title poem is really amazing, as are a c...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/67900341">more...</a>]]></body>
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  <read_at>Fri Feb 01 00:00:00 -0800 2008</read_at>
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    <body><![CDATA[I'm more and more moved by the images in neighborhoods  I see on my walks, the way I learned to observe the seasons and movements of nature when I grew up.  That alone isn't enough for me, but it is a lot and Jane Kenyon's work looks at the world a little the way I do and would like to do more of.  ...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/78541771">more...</a>]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[My favorite book of poetry.  I still turn to it often.  I feel as if each poem urges us to live our lives well and to pay attention to each, beautiful detail.  Even the roughest days have something sacred about them.  Kenyon was truly a great poet.]]></body>
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  <read_at>Mon May 18 00:00:00 -0700 2009</read_at>
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    <body><![CDATA[Beautiful book.  Memorized my first poem from this book: Prognosis, which begins:<br/><br/>I walked alone in the chill of dawn<br/><br/>Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[The beautiful and sensitive poetry of Kenyon derives out of her farm-life setting in New Hampshire.]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[Wonderful poems to keep by your bed and read over and over again.  Start with The Shirt.  ]]></body>
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    <review id="45328149">
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    <name><![CDATA[Megan]]></name>
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  <read_at>Sun Feb 01 00:00:00 -0800 2009</read_at>
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    <body><![CDATA[Absolutely incredible. Some of the most beautiful poems I have ever read. ]]></body>
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    <review id="37334673">
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    <body><![CDATA[Collection of Kenyon's poems- including the entire collection titled Let Evening Come.  Some very nice stuff.  Her descriptions of New Hampshire especially speak to me.  She's caught the sights- sounds- smells and feel of living in rural New Hampshire.  Still- much of her poetry has an underlying se...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/37334673">more...</a>]]></body>
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    <review id="27822058">
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  <read_at>Sun Aug 03 00:00:00 -0700 2008</read_at>
  <date_added>Sun Jul 20 21:36:16 -0700 2008</date_added>
  <date_updated>Sun Aug 03 18:05:01 -0700 2008</date_updated>
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    <body><![CDATA[This is a book for many rereadings. I think I'll just add another few lines to what other reviewers have already contributed.<br/>These are from &quot;Wood Thrush&quot;:<br/><br/>I wake at four,<br/>waiting greedily for the first<br/>notes of the wood thrush. Easeful air <br/>presses through t...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/27822058">more...</a>]]></body>
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  <read_at>Wed Apr 09 00:00:00 -0700 2008</read_at>
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    <body><![CDATA[I haven't read a book of poetry since college.  I didn't devour it like I did back then, but I did enjoy it and it made me want to start writing poetry again.<br/><br/>Before reading, it helps to know a little about her life, her struggle with cancer, her husband's struggle with cancer, etc.]]></body>
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    <review id="9171214">
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    <body><![CDATA[this is such a fine body of work:  delicately handled, and yet strong as bone.  i don't know that i've read better poetry capturing the wide range of experience and feeling of domestic life--simply put, this book contains a whole life between its covers.  you will read this one to the end.]]></body>
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    <review id="8758865">
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  <read_at>Tue Feb 12 17:37:18 -0800 2008</read_at>
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    <body><![CDATA[My brother Stephen recommended this poet since I like Billy Collin's poetry. This is a little darker than Collins at times, but still lyrical and beautiful. I'm enjoying it very much, and am amazed at her ability to form images through her use of common words in uncommon combinations. ]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[I feel like I have found a kindred spirit in Jane Kenyon. She is a poet of the ordinary moment that she gives deep emotional resonances. She reminds me of another favorite poet, Anna Akhmatova, and I wasn't that surprised to learn that she translated some of Akhmatova's poetry. ]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[These poems, I'm still reading the book, but these poems are what a poet should read. Her attention to language, to her meaning is focused. Through reading her work I've gained a much deeper appreciation for revision. They are funny yet poignant.]]></body>
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    <body><![CDATA[i read this years ago in a poetry class (with nate and sarah!) and it was actually the only author i liked in that class and i fucking loved it.  such perfectly sad poetry written by a woman dying from leukemia.]]></body>
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