Sleepers Joining Hands [Paperback]

Robert Bly (Author)

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Calling To The Badger
Condition Of The Working Classes: 1970
An Extra Joyful Chorus For Those Who Have Read This Far
Hair
In A Mountain Cabin In Norway
Meeting The Man Who Warns Me
The Night Journey In The Cooking Pot
Pilgrim Fish Heads
Shack Poem
The Shadow Goes Away
Six Winter Privacy Poems: 1
Six Winter Privacy Poems: 2
Six Winter Privacy Poems: 3
Six Winter Privacy Poems: 4. On Meditation
Six Winter Privacy Poems: 5. Listening To Bach
Six Winter Privacy Poems: 6
Tao Te Ching Running
The Teeth Mother Naked At Last
The Turtle
Water Drawn Up Into The Head
Water Under The Earth
-- Table of Poems from Poem Finder® --This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title.

Product Details

• Paperback: 67 pages
• Publisher: Harper & Row (1973)
• Language: English
• ISBN-10: 0060103825
• ISBN-13: 978-0060103828
• Product Dimensions: 9.1 x 5.9 x 0.3 inches
• Shipping Weight: 3.2 ounces
• Average Customer Review: 4.5 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (2 customer reviews)
• Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #4,088,741 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)

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5.0 out of 5 stars female archetypes, March 9, 2011

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Jordan Matthews "keb" (NJ, USA) - See all my reviews

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This review is from: Sleepers Joining Hands (Harper colophon books) (Paperback)

Bly's piece here on Earth Mother/Death Mother, Sky Mother/Stone Teeth is amazingly insightful and rich. Te rest doesn't do much for me, but that one section - wow! Helps me understand myself, life, women in general ...

4.0 out of 5 stars Beautifully haunting, September 27, 2005

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Jason W. Marchmon "Bookie Bookerman" (Murray, KY USA) - See all my reviews
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This review is from: Sleepers Joining Hands (Harper colophon books) (Paperback)

Robert Bly works hard. That should say it all, but I know you say: "I need more."

In this collection of poems (and a single prose piece), Bly opens a world of the inner body, exposing it to the light of the reader, and exposing the reader to the harsh light of artistic lie/truth. This is Mother Earth, Earth Goddess, Woman Who Roars/Balances...

Just a couple of his lines:

As soon as the President finishes his press conference,black wings carry off the words,

bits of flesh still clinging to them.

The ministers lie, the professors lie, the television lies,the priests lie....

These lies mean that the country wants to die.

Lie after lie starts out into the prairie grass,

like enormous caravans of Conestoga wagons....