Item description for Miniature Room (New Odyssey Series) by Rebecca Dunham...
With tender probing and tight, expressive language, The Miniature Room explores the grace and power of the miniscule as it exists within an infinite universe. This 2006 T. S. Eliot Prize-winning collection utilizes rich imagery and complex interlocking meanings as author Rebecca Dunham builds off the classical themes of art, history, nature, love, life, religion, and motherhood to provide a sensual and inquisitive body of work.
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Est. Packaging Dimensions: Length: 8.8" Width: 6" Height: 0.3" Weight: 0.1 lbs.
Release Date Sep 30, 2006
Publisher Truman State University Press
ISBN 1931112622 ISBN13 9781931112628
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More About Rebecca Dunham
Rebecca Dunham teaches in the doctoral creative writing program at the University of Wisconsin-Milwaukee. Her first book, The Miniature Room (Truman State University Press, 2006) won the T.S. Eliot Prize. Her poems have appeared in FIELD, The Antioch Review, Prairie Schooner, The Indiana Review, and AGNI.
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A beautifully published and enthusiastically recommended collection Jan 4, 2007
A beautifully published and enthusiastically recommended collection of poetry by Rebecca Dunham, "The Miniature Room" showcases a true poetic talent and skilled wordsmith able to lyrically evoke detailed images that include an impressive diversity of concepts and a full range of emotional responses. 'The Tempest': Clouds orchard the sky, dangle/flush globes overhead. The storm/has not passed. There is no/rest, I know, just my son's cry//splintering the silence. A flash/both serpentine & bright./If sleep's slick waters could slip/their banks & cover me//like a sheet. If the telephones, tea/kettle, even the raspong green/sofa's slipcovered twill could be/quieted. Below the water's purled//surface, a stillness pours. Please./This, the uninhabited moment.
Take memory by its hair & hack Oct 11, 2006
I am not a blurbist, so my comments won't be book-jacket worthy, but I will try to give you a sense of this book. One of the central devices that holds this collection together is that of the fine art miniature (think pages in illuminated manuscripts or the Thorne Rooms at the Art Institute of Chicago), but it would be a mistake to expect quaint little lyrics. Although there is a focus on the domestic, the voice is very much in touch with the vast darkness that lies on either side of life. In "Yard Elegy," there is "Everywhere, death," and this preoccupation infuses even the otherwise suburban picturesque of a toddler on a swing or trying to place fallen petals back on a branch. An ekphrastic that starts from Leonardo's "Madonna and Saint Anne," tells of Mary's birth and her mother's immediate feeling that loss would now forever hang over her, the infant's "fingers tipped with blue."
One of my favorite single poems is "In which I am the Serpent in the Garden," which ends with the following lines:
I pluck an apple from the fruit bowl & slice it, luminous, a fan of moons flowering his plate.
The constant tension of death with the everyday makes such moments more beautiful and feel earned.
This reads much more like a second or third book than a first. Based on this book, Rebecca Dunham has the potential to become a major talent.