Calling a Wolf a Wolf

Calling a Wolf a Wolf

â€œIn â€˜Heritage,â€™ a fierce poem dedicated to an Iranian woman executed for killing the man attempting to rape her, award-winning poet Akbar proclaims, 'in books love can be war-ending/â€¦in life we hold love up to the light/ to marvel at its impotence.' Yet if real-life love is disappointing ('The things Iâ€™ve thought I've loved/ could sink an ocean liner'), Akbar proves what books can do in his exceptional debut, which brings us along on his struggle with addiction, a dangerous comfort and soul-eating monster he addresses boldly ('thinking if I called a wolf a wolf I might dull its fangs'). His work stands out among literature on the subject for a refreshingly unshowy honesty; Akbar runs full tilt emotionally but is never self-indulgent. These poems find the speaker poised between lifeâ€™s clatter and rattle, wanting to retreat (â€˜so much/ of being alive is breakingâ€™) yet hungering for more (â€˜I'm told what seems like joy/ is often joy'). Indeed, despite his acknowledged disillusion and his failings (â€˜my whole life I answered every cry for help with a pour'), he has loved, and an electric current runs through the collection that keeps reader and writer going. VERDICT Excellent work from an important new poet.â€

â€”Barbara Hoffert, Library Journal, STARRED review

â€œAkbar has what every poet needs: the power to make, from emotions that others have felt, memorable language that nobody has assembled before.â€

â€”Steph Burt, The Yale Review

â€œJohn Berryman and James Wright (and his son Franz Wright) haunt Calling a Wolf a Wolf, but Akbar also has a voice so distinctly hisâ€”tinted in old Persian, dipped in modern American, ancient and millennial, addict and ascetic, animal and more animal. In the end, nothing brings manâ€”human or manâ€”down to Earth more than the kingdom of flora and fauna.â€

â€”Porochista Khakpour, Virginia Quarterly Review

"Kaveh Akbar has evolved a poetics that (often) suggests the infinite within each object, gesture, event. The smallest thing in these poems pushes one up against something intractable and profound. Surface and depth constantly turn into each other. Narrative, the dilemmas of personal history and anguish are handled with equal sophistication. 'Odd, for an apocalypse to announce itself with such bounty.' This is bounty, an intensely inventive and original debut.â€ â€”Frank Bidart, author of Metaphysical Dog and Watching the Spring Festival

"The struggle from late youth on, with and without God, agony, narcotics and love is a torment rarely recorded with such sustained eloquence and passion as you will find in this collection." â€”Fanny Howe

This highly-anticipated debut boldly confronts addiction and courses the strenuous path of recovery, beginning in the wilds of the mind. Poems confront craving, control, the constant battle of alcoholism and sobriety, and the questioning of the self and its instincts within the context of this never-ending fight.

From "Stop Me If You've Heard This One Before":

Sometimes you just have to leave

whatever's real to you, you have to clomp

through fields and kick the caps off

all the toadstools. Sometimes

you have to march all the way to Galilee

or the literal foot of God himself before you realize

you've already passed the place where

you were supposed to die. I can no longer remember

the being afraid, only that it came to an end.

Kaveh Akbar is the founding editor of Divedapper. His poems appear in The New Yorker, Poetry, APR, Tin House, Ploughshares, PBS NewsHour, and elsewhere. The recipient of a 2016 Ruth Lilly and Dorothy Sargent Rosenberg Fellowship from the Poetry Foundation and the Lucille Medwick Memorial Award from the Poetry Society of America, Akbar was born in Tehran, Iran, and currently lives and teaches in Florida.
Country USA
Manufacturer Alice James Books
Binding Kindle Edition
ReleaseDate 2017-09-25
Format Kindle eBook

Country	USA
Manufacturer	Alice James Books
Binding	Kindle Edition
ReleaseDate	2017-09-25
Format	Kindle eBook

Calling a Wolf a Wolf

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