The Glass Rooster
written by Janis Freegard, 1963- (Auckland, Auckland Region: Auckland University Press, 2015, originally published 2015), 96 page(s)
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- Abstract / Summary
- I am not made of concrete, no. I am not made of sand.Nor of light, nor air, nor the sound that rain makesas it splashes on the upturned leaves of my forest home. Have you seen my feathers? How the colours glint in the dappled light. Have you heard my call? Oh I am kingof all I see. Hear me, hear me. This tree, mine. This wholeforest, mine. The poems in The Glass Rooster explore the spaces inhabited by humans and other creatures – not just natural ecosystems like deserts or the alpine zone, but cities and outer space. Our guide on this journey is a glass rooster – observer of stars and lover of hens – who first popped up in Janis Freegard’s poetry years ago and wanders unchecked through the book. These are searching, remarkable poems – about art, about places, about unusual expeditions, and about love. Each of the eight sections (or ‘echo-systems’) in the book – The Damp Places, Forest, Cityscape, The Alpine Zone, Space, Home & Garden, Underground and In the Desert – is introduced by a triolet, a French poetic form with repeated lines. Other poems are arranged in pairs, each echoing something about the other, whether desert plants, the presence of balloons or the dangers of working in a mine. The result is a tremendous, riotous exploration of an interconnected world.
- Field of Interest
- Literature
- Author
- Janis Freegard, 1963-
- Copyright Message
- Copyright © by Janis Freegard, 2015. Licensed for Australasian Literature Online by permission of Auckland University Press.
- Content Type
- Poetry
- Duration
- 0 sec
- Format
- Text
- Sub Genre
- Poetry
- Original Publication Date
- 2015
- Page Count
- 96
- Publication Year
- 2015
- Publisher
- Auckland University Press
- Place Published / Released
- Auckland, Auckland Region
- Subject
- Literature, Literature & Language, Poetry, Poesía, Poesia
- Keywords and Translated Subjects
- Poesía, Poesia