Calling a wolf a wolf : poems

"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." --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 recently or soon 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. "In 'Heritage,' 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/...in life we hold love up to the light/ to marvel at its impotence.' Yet if real-life love is disappointing ('The things I'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 life's clatter and rattle, wanting to retreat ('so much/ of being alive is breaking') yet hungering for more ('I'm told what seems like joy/ is often joy'). Indeed, despite his acknowledged disillusion and his failings ('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." —Barbara Hoffert, Library Journal , STARRED review "Akbar has what every poet needs: the power to make, from emotions that others have felt, memorable language that nobody has assembled before." —Steph Burt, The Yale Review "John Berryman and James Wright (and his son Franz Wright) haunt Calling a Wolf a Wolf, but Akbar also has a voice so distinctly his—tinted in old Persian, dipped in modern American, ancient and millennial, addict and ascetic, animal and more animal. In the end, nothing brings man—human or man—down to Earth more than the kingdom of flora and fauna." —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." —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." —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... 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. -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 Recently Or Soon In The New Yorker, Poetry, Apr, Tin House, Pbs Newshour, And Elsewhere. He Is The Author Of The Chapbook Portrait Of The Alcoholic (sibling Rivalry). 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-- Soot -- I Terminal -- Wild Pear Tree -- Do You Speak Persian? -- Yeki Bood Yeki Nabood -- Portrait Of The Alcoholic With Home Invader And Housefly – Recovery -- Drinkaware Self-report -- Calling A Wolf A Wolf (inpatient) -- Stop Me If You've Heard This One Before -- Portrait Of The Alcoholic With Withdrawal -- Some Boys Aren't Born They Bubble – Heritage – Milk -- Portrait Of The Alcoholic With Doubt And Kingfisher -- Desunt Nonnulla -- Learning To Pray -- Portrait Of The Alcoholic Three Weeks Sober -- Supplication With Rabbit Skull And Bouquet -- Exciting The Canvas -- A Boy Steps Into The Water -- Wake Me Up When It's My Birthday -- Ii Hunger -- What Seems Like Joy -- Best Shadows -- Portrait Of The Alcoholic With Moths And River – Rimrock – Prayer -- Besides, Little Goat, You Can't Just Go Asking For Mercy -- Thirstiness Is Not Equal Division -- Long Pig -- Being In This World Makes Me Feel Like A Time Traveler -- Against Dying --^ Portrait Of The Alcoholic With Relapse Fantasy -- Orchids Are Sprouting From The Floorboards -- The New World -- Against Hell – Palmyra -- Unburnable The Cold Is Flooding Our Lives -- Portrait Of The Alcoholic Frozen In Block Of Ice -- Neither Now Nor Never -- Everything That Moves Is Alive And A Threat---a Reminder -- What Use Is Knowing Anything If No One Is Around -- No Is A Complete Sentence -- Iii Irons -- Portrait Of The Alcoholic Floating In Space With Severed Umbilicus -- An Apology -- The Straw Is Too Long, The Axe Is Too Dull -- My Kingdom For A Murmur Of Fanfare -- Every Drunk Wants To Die Sober It's How We Beat The Game – Tassiopeia -- Portrait Of The Alcoholic With Craving – Fugu -- River Of Milk – God -- Despite Their Size Children Are Easy To Remember They Watch You -- Ways To Harm A Thing -- Personal Inventory: Fearless (temporis Fila) -- So Often The Body Becomes A Distraction -- I Won't Lie This Plague Of Gratitude --^ Portrait Of The Alcoholic Stranded Alone On A Desert Island By Kaveh Akbar. Includes Bibliographical References. "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." 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. In Calling a Wolf a Wolf , Kaveh Akbar exquisitely and tenaciously braids astonishment and atonement into a singular lyric voice. The desolation of alcoholism widens into hard-won insight: the body is a mosque borrowed from Heaven. Doubt and fear spiral into grace and beauty. Akbars mind, like his language, is perpetually in motion. His imagerywounded and resplendentis masterful and his syntax ensnares and releases music thats both delicate and muscular. Kaveh Akbar has crafted one of the best debuts in recent memory. In his hands, awe and redemption hinge into unforgettable and gorgeous poems. Eduardo C. Corral