Cleopatra Haunts the Hudson

	Fiction Non-Fiction Poetry Film Art MEB Authors Events Distribution Booksense Contacts<>	Cleopatra Haunts the Hudson by Sarah White ISBN 1-933132-29-9 $13.00 US \| $15.95 CAN Find the book on Amazon> Sarah White’s Cleopatra Haunts the Hudson is an eloquently moving recherche du temps perdu. History is a treasury of ghostly personages whom White brings back and vivifies for us, usually to tell the stories of their losses—Cleopatra, Keats, Molière, Anne Frank, and many lesser known. Families and love affairs also bequeath haunted elegies. But memory is fragile. Poems that call out to the dead or missing are broken by contrary winds. Indeed, some of the very poetic forms that White deploys in her recollections are assailed by disuse—sestina, villanelle, sonnet—so that many poems must turn upon themselves, examine their own ability to hold the right words fast, must argue with themselves about rhyme and cadence. And anyway, can all these absent ones being called upon in poem after poem hear the call of the speaker? In fact, in such one-sided dialogs can the speaker herself hold her own identity steady? Doppelgängers appear, shadows, doubles. This collection of poems is magical, uncanny, unnerving and consummately touching and beautiful. Eugene K. Garber, author of Vienna Sarah White conjures visions from language that is at once beautifully precise and beautifully evocative. Sonnets, aubades and ballades display a deft penchant for form as she creates poems that resonate with achieved feeling. She acknowledges movingly the ever-shifting demarcations of loss while claiming the life of the poetic mind as a perennial. Baron Wormser, former Maine Poet Laureate, author of Carthage At her ease, Sarah White juggles spots of time like lit torches. They shed light, for our pleasure, on landscapes imagined and real, inner and outer. Love and death, Cleopatra and the M4 bus: unmistakably poems, they deepen our understanding. Her lines and syntax score the sensuous, various music of a lively mind. Marie Ponsot, winner, 1998 National Book Critics Circle Award for poetry

Sarah White’s Cleopatra Haunts the Hudson is an eloquently moving recherche du temps perdu.
History is a treasury of ghostly personages whom White brings back and vivifies for us, usually
to tell the stories of their losses—Cleopatra, Keats, Molière, Anne Frank, and many lesser known.
Families and love affairs also bequeath haunted elegies. But memory is fragile. Poems that call out
to the dead or missing are broken by contrary winds. Indeed, some of the very poetic forms that
White deploys in her recollections are assailed by disuse—sestina, villanelle, sonnet—so that
many poems must turn upon themselves, examine their own ability to hold the right words fast,
must argue with themselves about rhyme and cadence. And anyway, can all these absent ones
being called upon in poem after poem hear the call of the speaker? In fact, in such one-sided dialogs
can the speaker herself hold her own identity steady? Doppelgängers appear, shadows, doubles.
This collection of poems is magical, uncanny, unnerving and consummately touching and beautiful.
Eugene K. Garber, author of Vienna

Sarah White conjures visions from language that is at once beautifully precise and beautifully evocative.
Sonnets, aubades and ballades display a deft penchant for form as she creates poems that resonate
with achieved feeling. She acknowledges movingly the ever-shifting demarcations of loss while claiming
the life of the poetic mind as a perennial.     Baron Wormser, former Maine Poet Laureate, author of Carthage

At her ease, Sarah White juggles spots of time like lit torches. They shed light, for our pleasure, on
landscapes imagined and real, inner and outer. Love and death, Cleopatra and the M4 bus: unmistakably
poems, they deepen our understanding. Her lines and syntax score the sensuous, various music of a
lively mind.       Marie Ponsot, winner, 1998 National Book Critics Circle Award for poetry