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The Typists Play Monopoly

The Typists Play Monopoly

McClung, Kathleen

Paperback

General Poetry

ISBN10: 1947465600
ISBN13: 9781947465602
Publisher: Kelsay Books
Published: Mar 28 2018
Pages: 84
Weight: 0.27
Height: 0.17 Width: 5.98 Depth: 9.02
Language: English
I have long admired Kathleen McClung's sonnet crowns. How happy I was, then, to be surprised by her skill with the sestina, one that she writes with a traditionalist's sense of meter and a contemporary poet's sense of the conversational. I was also delighted by her boldness in including several sestinas in her volume, along with her crowns. The book, in fact, should be required reading for the achievement of her forms alone. Yet, to this, she adds an almost religious approach to life, where there is a sense of the sacred about the world's idiosyncrasies and activities, whether shredding documents or washing down wheelchairs. The last line of the title poem, I am the fox, alert, leaping, is a symbol of McClung herself. The enormity of her technical skill in The Typists Play Monopoly is awe-inspiring, but, when combined with her message, it is her genius.

-Kim Bridgford, editor, Mezzo Cammin; author of Doll

It takes a rare poet to write poems like these, using traditional verse forms to honor the lives we don't see. In sestinas, villanelles, centos, and three masterful crowns of sonnets, Kathleen McClung chronicles what we might otherwise miss with compassion, intelligence and sure-footed grace. In poems by turns devastating and witty, this collection draws our attention to what breathes beneath the veils to witness the lives unfolding in rented houses and back alleys. McClung won't avert her gaze-and won't let us either-burnishing her real and imagined subjects until they shine, luminous against the dark. I don't know which I admire more: the mastery of craft or the perceptive sensibility of the poet.

-Holly J. Hughes, author of Sailing by Ravens and Passings

Not a collection of poems, but a compendium of memories woven so tightly into a unified longing that it is easy to forget we are looking at a life other than our own, Kathleen McClung's first book, The Typists Play Monopoly, is a wondrous example of how to loop a mesmerizing arc through a body of work. Many of the poems resemble vignettes, or short theatre pieces, as McClung opens and closes the door on remembrances that ache in their brightness, pulse with their inability to relinquish the stage in her head. Precise imagery and taut language unearth the landscape our own subconscious knows of our hometowns, then repurposes, repopulates our recollections with these new, exciting-and, often, eerily tragic-characters from a northern California of unabashed disquiet and beauty.

-Indigo Moor, Sacramento Poet Laureate

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