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A Walker in the City
A Walker in the City
A Walker in the City
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Shortlisted for the 2012 Aqua Lansdowne Prize for Poetry

A fascinating, ambling, loitering mystery story in verse, a whoizzit rather than a whodunit.

In this innovative and arresting narrative poem, Méira Cook's walker, a young woman, is a character being written by an "old city poet," who is in turn being written by another poet, for whom the young woman, "Ms. Em Cook," has been an amanuensis. Always witty and often hilarious, feather-light in touch, the book is an entertaining exploration of serious issues: youth and age; life, death and rebirth; the (dis)connection of language and reality; tradition and the now. It is an assemblage of seven nesting sections, each of them a sort of chapbook speaking to each of the others and rounding out a long poem of great freshness. A Walker in the City is one of a kind, one of the most original books Brick has ever published.
LanguageEnglish
PublisherBrick Books
Release dateSep 15, 2011
ISBN9781771310994
A Walker in the City
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Méira Cook

Méira Cook was born in Johannesburg, South Africa, in 1964, received her PhD in Canadian literature from the University of Manitoba, and has recently completed a two-year term as a postdoctoral fellow at the University of British Columbia. She has published poetry, criticism, a novel and, in 2005, Writing Lovers: Reading Canadian Love Poetry by Women. She has taught creative writing in high schools, literature at university, and has worked as a freelance film and arts reviewer and editor. She lives in Winnipeg.

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    A Walker in the City - Méira Cook

    A WALKER IN THE CITY

    A WALKER IN THE CITY

    Méira Cook

    Brick Books

    Library and Archives Canada Cataloguing in Publication

    Cook, Méira, 1964-

    A walker in the city / Méira Cook.

    Poems.

    ISBN 978-1-926829-72-2

    I. Title.

    PS8555.O567W35 2011         C811’.54         C2011-904257-6

    Copyright © Méira Cook, 2011

    We acknowledge the Canada Council for the Arts, the Government of Canada through the Canada Book Fund, and the Ontario Arts Council for their support of our publishing program.

    Cover design by Cheryl Dipede.

    The author photo was taken by Mark Libin.

    Brick Books

    Box 20081

    431 Boler Road

    London, Ontario

    N6K 4G6

    Canada

    www.brickbooks.ca

    For my loves —

    Mark and Shoshana

    and

    Misha and Shai

    Contents

    A Walker in the City

    The Beautiful Assassin: A Poem Noir

    Being Dead

    Posthumous

    Appendix A: The Keyhole Poems

    Appendix B: Follow Me

    Last Poems

    Acknowledgements

    Biographical Note

    A Walker in the City

    Where to send her, this walker?

    Go little mine book. She sets off

    coat swinging wide. Stars

    in her wake and moons in theirs

    collide.

    — from Loitering With Intent

    by F. Kulperstein

    Astringent day in early winter

    when all the angels have been let out

    of their cages. The wet blue beak

    of morning, sky skidding on ahead

    or flying — the sky — flying laundry.

    Shunting cirrus back and forth (sky)

    swerving its tracks boing-boing,

    rubber as a ball highing

    the bluest bit of hush at the centre

    of a jaunty girl’s jaunty eye.

    Callooh! Callay! arias she out (but soft

    away). Then, shining all

    and sure, vaults she the wind’s

    cathedral, stamping booted feet,

    lifting a hand unmittened, yes,

    the better to balance welterweight

    wind (flying fists) on a wet fingertip.

    Hello again, hello. Its me (its only me).

    City bristlin’ gloves today, handless,

    cut off at the wrist. That’s

    supplication at best, at worst

    the bait ’n grab of a supple leather

    up-yours beneath her seat on the no.18

    uptown. As blue as that mitten

    flash-frozen into prayer on this morning’s

    path. Yes, gloves gathering

    in all the world’s soiled places

    where she’s too long stared

    herself down. Dear termagant,

    like all collectors despairing

    the end of the collection. Left

    hand to match bleating calfskin

    (no. 5 ½) or missing hand-

    combed angora in damson

    & plush. Brisk brisk, a walker

    in the

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