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ISBN:	0375712259 (ISBN13: 9780375712258)
Edition Language:	English
Literary Awards:	Pulitzer Prize for Poetry (2013), T.S. Eliot Prize for Poetry (2012)

Stag's Leap: Poems

Sharon Olds

Paperback | Pages: 112 pages

Rating: 4.12 | 3037 Users | 395 Reviews

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Title	:	Stag's Leap: Poems
Author	:	Sharon Olds
Book Format	:	Paperback
Book Edition	:	Deluxe Edition
Pages	:	Pages: 112 pages
Published	:	September 4th 2012 by Knopf
Categories	:	Poetry. Contemporary. Literature. American. Female Authors. Family Law. Divorce. Adult. Womens

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Stag’s Leap is stunningly poignant sequence of poems that tells the story of a divorce, embracing strands of love, sex, sorrow, memory, and new freedom.

In this wise and intimate telling—which carries us through the seasons when her marriage was ending—Sharon Olds opens her heart to the reader, sharing the feeling of invisibility that comes when we are no longer standing in love’s sight; the surprising physical bond that still exists between a couple during parting; the loss of everything from her husband’s smile to the set of his hip. Olds is naked before us, curious and brave and even generous toward the man who was her mate for thirty years and who now loves another woman. As she writes in the remarkable “Stag’s Leap,” “When anyone escapes, my heart / leaps up.  Even when it’s I who am escaped from, / I am half on the side of the leaver.” Olds’s propulsive poetic line and the magic of her imagery are as lively as ever, and there is a new range to the music—sometimes headlong, sometimes contemplative and deep. Her unsparing approach to both pain and love makes this one of the finest, most powerful books of poetry Olds has yet given us.

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The night after a friend recommended Sharon Olds to me, I found her newest collection at a bookstore. Of its background I knew nothing and, to be honest, if I had been aware that these poems detail the dissolution of a thirty-year marriage, I might have kept my distance. It's been that kind of year. Many of these pieces do cut so close to the bone that the act of reading becomes uncomfortable, almost painful. And yet they're beautiful: Olds allows us to bear witness to her own changing emotions

Stags Leap won the prestigious Eliot Prize and, at least for this reader, was more of a return to the power and vibrancy of Oldss earlier work.The collection begins with a couple of take your breath away poems, While He Told Me and Unspeakable, which capture some naked truths with nuance and depth. In the first the title is explicit while the lines of the poem do their best to look away or to carry on as if. While he told me, I looked from small thing / to small thing, in our room. They get

Gentle, gut-wrenching divorce poems, written with the lucid grief that Sharon Olds seems to so effortlessly own.Bruise GhazalNow a black-and-blue oval on my hip has turned blue-violet as the ink-brand on the husk-fat of a primecut, sore as a lovebite, but toolarge for a human mouth. I like it, my flesh broochgold rim, envy-colorcameo within, and violet mottleon which the door-handle that bit is a blackpurple with wiggles like trembling decapedelegs. I count back the days, and forwardto when it

Sharon Olds' career has been an amazing trajectory. Her first book of poems, Satan Says, was all raw talent. Then she fell into the uncovered memories of childhood abuse fad of the time. In one poem, she compared her parents' abuse of her to the Shah of Iran torturing political prisoners. These poems were affecting all right, but they also weren't fair. Olds' marriage and especially the birth of her daughter and son provided an anchor for her, and an outlet for remarkable poetry. This poetry was

A transcendent collection, truly. I read this as part of a poetry class curriculum and was taken aback by how truly and utterly absorbed I became with each subsequent poem.For those who don't know, I'm an aspiring writer, but of prose not poetry. I've read (or have "or been exposed to") a selection of some of the greats such as Eliot, Dickenson, Dante and have loved most of them (Dante in particular). But in reading those works I always felt like an interloper, an almost tolerated visitor in a

The summit of contemporary verse, unfortunatelyContemporary American poetry arose a half century ago out of the confluence of a number of social and literary trends. The first was the rise of the confessional school of poets, associated especially with Robert Lowell, Anne Sexton, Sylvia Plath, and John Berryman: poets who attempted to make poems out of their lives, frankly using their most intimate real life experiences as subject matter. At the same time, poetry rather suddenly went from being