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Primer For Non-Native Speakers (Wick Chapbook Series 3) Paperback – December 31, 2003
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"After reading Primer for Non-Native Speakers, I feel like I've just come back from a trip to Russia. Philip Metres's brilliantly compressed lyrical narratives capture the grandeur and the bleakness of an almost mythological country, where a bronze statue of the great poet Pushkin now gazes out on the golden arches, and the swear of a slammed door is more expressive than a mouthful of words. These are subtle, accomplished, shimmering poems that explore the nuances of being an outsider in a language."
About the Author
Philip Metres teaches English at John Carroll University. His poetry has previously been published in Literal Latté, Minnesota Review, River Styx, Spoon River Poetry Review, Mid-American Review, and Best American Poetry 2002.
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I don't know why, but I always expect Kent State books to be a cut below the stuff you get from, say, Wesleyan or University of California. Repeatedly, they have shown me that such is not the case, but my mind still works that way for reasons unknown. Case in point: the 2004 entry in the Wick Chapbook Series, Philip Metres' Primer for Non-Native Speakers, which is all about English and Russian and America and Russia and is, in general, very good stuff (one piece here was in The Best American Poetry 2002, and deserved to be). Its main problem is that, well, there's not enough of it. When you're finished with the spare volume that is Primer for Non-Native Speakers, you're left wanting more of the work of Philip Meteres.
"Let me introduce myself.
I feel sick.
How much must I pay
For excess baggage?" ("Primer for Non-Native Speakers")
Behind us: train tracks, our own crooked wake.
We pull our shins again through the blank drifts
of blued snow, so deep only tanks could wade
and forget. Across the frozen plain,
Elk Island lies, the birches like bleached ribs bared
to air...." ("Elk Island: Three Views")
It's good stuff, though it does get a little heavy-handed at times (as the reader will likely recognize from the first excerpt above). This one will take you less than an afternoon, one to read while waiting for the chicken to defrost. If you've always resisted trying poetry because you got taught unreadable crap in high school (like the rest of us did, to be sure), this is a good place to start trying it again. *** ½