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100	1		_aOlds, Sharon,
245	1	0	_aBalladz / _cSharon Olds.
250			_aFirst edition.
264		1	_aNew York : _bAlfred A. Knopf, _c2022.
264		4	_c©2022.
300			_axiv, 171 pages ; _c25 cm.
336			_atext _btxt _2rdacontent.
337			_aunmediated _bn _2rdamedia.
338			_avolume _bnc _2rdacarrier.
500			_a"This is a Borzoi Book" -- title page verso.
500			_a"Winner of the Pulitzer Prize"-- cover.
505	0	0	_tQuarantine. _tQuarantine -- _tMay 14, 2020 -- _tMy hand -- _tQuarantine -- _t8 steps of 2 steps down -- _tAfter -- _tAnatomy lesson for the officer -- _tMy head and my mother's breast in quarantine together -- _tCentipede -- _tYes -- _tQuarantine argiope -- _tNot once -- _tMeditation during the sufferings and deaths of others -- _tBefore the electric traps arrived -- _tIsolation liverwurst -- _tQuarantine fast -- _tNarcissus takes another look at household tasks -- _tMonday, November 2, 2020 -- _tQuarantine puzzle -- _tNarcissus in quarantine -- _t339th morning of my easy quarantine -- _tX-ray & rats -- _tNew Year's song -- _tSprung trap -- _tSpotted aria -- _tWhen I looked out -- _tA song near the end of the world -- _tAmherst balladz -- _tLet us play -- Yesterday -- _tYou did not sell -- The blueing -- _tI did not shave -- to visit your town -- _tI slept -- in your town -- behind a door -- _tIn one double-glaze pane -- _tThe air -- was close -- the pane -- slid high -- _tOutside your room -- in the wain's coat -- _tAt the center of your room -- _tNo Jack I -- nor killed a joint -- When I came to Emily's house late -- _tBalladz -- _tBest friend ballad -- _tBallad of the chair -- _tGrandmother with parakeet -- _tPaper doll ballad, for Fats -- _tCrazy Sharon talks to the bishop -- _tBallad of once Mike Carter -- _tCuckoo ballad -- _tJoined ballad -- _tSnap pants off like -- _tSpectrum ballad -- _tBallad of the blossming branch -- _tBallad of EIGHMIWAY -- _tSubway ballad -- _tDear Stanley -- _tBallad torn apart -- _tGeraldine Dodge ballad -- _tMs. Turbation -- _tNot extinct yet -- _tHair ballad -- _tRubber shower mat ballad -- _tHanderchief ballad -- _tEpidermis ballad -- _tAlbum from a previous existence. _tIf I had been able -- _tGenesis -- _tMy mother's meat grinder -- _tHer portrait -- _tBad & Crazy -- _tWhen they told me God could read my mind -- _tTender bitter -- _tIn praise of the tear glands -- _tGoodbye -- _tWhat came next after our father's death -- _tGhazal confessional -- _tWhite boy in pajamas, BIg Sur Inn, Gulf War -- _tThe communicant -- _tBiance helps me clean my attic -- _t5 o'clockface -- _tImprov -- _tIf I were to sing myself -- _tInto Tahoe -- _tThis is just to say -- _tTo Chase, after the diagnosis -- _tTo Chase, during her surgery -- _tAll of a sudden I see, and my heart sinks -- _tWhat I look like -- _tDream near the end -- _tElegies. _tTransformations -- _tHer brother -- _tConfessional (for S.B.) -- _tThat Goddess -- _tWasn't afraid -- _tLooking for Galway on the Vermont Mountainside -- _tSuddenly -- _tAfter reading Shallcross -- _tWhen they say you have maybe three months left -- _tHeroin -- _tWhen the cancer has come back, sleeping in his house with him but not in his bed with him -- _tHis birthday -- _tHis voice, a week before his spirits follows his voice out -- _tThree views of him asleep, his final days -- _tThe preparing -- _tThe box -- _tAfter an epitaph on an English headstone -- _tCan't sleep -- _tKomodo.
520			_a"A new poetry collection from Pulitzer and T. S. Eliot Prize winner Sharon Olds. "At the time of have-not, I look at myself in this mirror," writes Olds in this self-scouring, exhilarating volume, which opens with a section of quarantine poems, and at its center boasts what she calls Amherst Balladz (whose syntax honors Emily Dickinson: "she was our Girl - our Woman - / Man enough - for me") and many more in her own contemporary, long-flowing-sentence rhythm, in which she sings of her childhood, young womanhood, and old age all mixed up together, seeing an early lover in the one who is about to buried; seeing her white privilege without apology; seeing her mother, whom readers of Olds will recognize, "flushed and exalted at punishment time"; seeing how we've spoiled the earth but carrying a stray indoor spider carefully back out to the garden. It is Sharon's gift to us that in her richly detailed exposure of her sorrows she can still elegize songbirds, her true kin, and write that heaven comes here in life, not after it"-- _cProvided by publisher.
650		0	_aAmerican poetry _y21st century.
655		7	_aPoetry. _2lcgft.
776	0	8	_iOnline version: _aOlds, Sharon, 1942- _tBalladz _dNew York : Alfred A. Knopf, 2022 _z9780525656968 _w(DLC) 2022001789.
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