Eye Level: Poems
āđāļĄ.āļĒ. 2018 · āļāļēāļĒāđāļāļĒ Graywolf Press
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FINALIST FOR THE NATIONAL BOOK AWARD FOR POETRY
Winner of the Walt Whitman Award of the Academy of American Poets, selected by Juan Felipe Herrera
For years now, Iâve been using the wrong palette.
Each year with its itchy blue, as the bruise of solitude reaches its expiration date.
Planes and buses, guesthouse to guesthouse.
Iâve gotten to where I am by dint of my poor eyesight,
my overreactive motion sickness.
9 p.m., Hanoiâs Old Quarter: duck porridge and plum wine.
Voices outside the door come to a soft boil.
âfrom âPhnom Penh Diptych: Dry Seasonâ
Jenny Xieâs award-winning debut, Eye Level, takes us far and near, to Phnom Penh, Corfu, Hanoi, New York, and elsewhere, as we travel closer and closer to the acutely felt solitude that centers this searching, moving collection. Animated by a restless inner questioning, these poems meditate on the forces that moor the self and set it in motion, from immigration to travel to estranging losses and departures. The sensual worlds hereâcolors, smells, tastes, and changing landscapesâbring to life questions about the self as seer and the self as seen. As Xie writes, âMe? Iâm just here in my travelerâs clothes, trying on each passing town for size.â Her taut, elusive poems exult in a life simultaneously crowded and quiet, caught in between things and places, and never quite entirely at home. Xie is a poet of extraordinary perceptionâboth to the tangible world and to âall that is untouchable as far as the eye can reach.â
Winner of the Walt Whitman Award of the Academy of American Poets, selected by Juan Felipe Herrera
For years now, Iâve been using the wrong palette.
Each year with its itchy blue, as the bruise of solitude reaches its expiration date.
Planes and buses, guesthouse to guesthouse.
Iâve gotten to where I am by dint of my poor eyesight,
my overreactive motion sickness.
9 p.m., Hanoiâs Old Quarter: duck porridge and plum wine.
Voices outside the door come to a soft boil.
âfrom âPhnom Penh Diptych: Dry Seasonâ
Jenny Xieâs award-winning debut, Eye Level, takes us far and near, to Phnom Penh, Corfu, Hanoi, New York, and elsewhere, as we travel closer and closer to the acutely felt solitude that centers this searching, moving collection. Animated by a restless inner questioning, these poems meditate on the forces that moor the self and set it in motion, from immigration to travel to estranging losses and departures. The sensual worlds hereâcolors, smells, tastes, and changing landscapesâbring to life questions about the self as seer and the self as seen. As Xie writes, âMe? Iâm just here in my travelerâs clothes, trying on each passing town for size.â Her taut, elusive poems exult in a life simultaneously crowded and quiet, caught in between things and places, and never quite entirely at home. Xie is a poet of extraordinary perceptionâboth to the tangible world and to âall that is untouchable as far as the eye can reach.â
FINALIST FOR THE NATIONAL BOOK AWARD FOR POETRY
Winner of the Walt Whitman Award of the Academy of American Poets, selected by Juan Felipe Herrera
For years now, Iâve been using the wrong palette.
Each year with its itchy blue, as the bruise of solitude reaches its expiration date.
Planes and ...
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Jenny Xie has published poems in Harvard Review, the Literary Review, The New Republic, Tin House, and elsewhere. She teaches in the Expository Writing Program at New York University and lives in Brooklyn.
Jenny Xie has published poems in Harvard Review, the Literary Review, The New Republic, Tin House, and elsewhere. She teaches in the Expository Writing Program at New York University and lives in Brooklyn.
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