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    Frayed Opus for Strings & Wind Instruments
    Frayed Opus for Strings & Wind Instruments
    Frayed Opus for Strings & Wind Instruments
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    Frayed Opus for Strings & Wind Instruments

    By Ulrikka S. Gernes

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    Frayed Opus for Strings & Wind Instruments is a collection of poems that zooms in and out of places and states of mind, from a lit bicycle shed in the back yard to a root canal in November, from a typhoon in Hong Kong to instincts astray in various Copenhagen neigborhoods. Elegantly translated by Canadian collaborators Per Brask and Patrick Friesen, these dreamlike poems attempt, with honesty and humour, to fathom what it is to inhabit a specifically unspecific point in life -- not to mention in the Universe.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBrick Books
    Release dateJul 1, 2015
    ISBN9781771313773
    Frayed Opus for Strings & Wind Instruments
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    Ulrikka S. Gernes

    Ulrikka S. Gernes was born in 1965 in Sweden of Danish parents. At the age of twenty-two she moved to Copenhagen, Denmark, already a published and highly acclaimed poet. Her first collection, Natsværmer (Moth), was published in Denmark in 1984, when she was eighteen years old. Since then she has published an additional ten collections, all of them received gratefully in the Danish press. She is also the author of two books for children, as well as many short stories, songs, and various contributions to literary anthologies, art catalogues, magazines, newspapers and Danish National radio.

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      Frayed Opus for Strings & Wind Instruments - Ulrikka S. Gernes

      FRAYED

      OPUS FOR

      STRINGS &

      WIND

      INSTRUMENTS

      FRAYED

      OPUS FOR

      STRINGS &

      WIND

      INSTRUMENTS

      ULRIKKA S. GERNES

      poems

      TRANSLATED INTO ENGLISH BY

      PER BRASK & PATRICK FRIESEN

      Brick Books

      Library and Archives Canada Cataloguing in Publication

      Gernes, Ulrikka S.

      [Flosset opus for strygere & blæsere. English]

      Frayed opus for strings & wind instruments / by Ulrikka S. Gernes; translated into English from the Danish by Per Brask and Patrick Friesen.

      Translation of: Flosset opus for strygere & blæsere.

      Poems.

      Issued in print and electronic formats.

      ISBN 978-1-77131-377-3

      I. Brask, Per K., 1952–, translator II. Friesen, Patrick, 1946–, translator III. Title. IV. Title: Flosset opus for strygere & blæsere. English.

      PT8176.17.E72F5613 2015          839.811’74          C2014-907992-3

      We acknowledge the Canada Council for the Arts, the Government of Canada through the Canada Book Fund, and the Ontario Arts Council for their support of our publishing program.

      The author photo was taken by Christoffer Regild.

      The cover was designed by Christopher Haanes.

      Print design and layout by Marijke Friesen.

      Brick Books

      431 Boler Road, Box 20081

      London, Ontario N6K 4G6

      www.brickbooks.ca

      ABOUT THIS BOOK

      Frayed Opus for Strings & Wind Instruments is a collection of poems that zooms in and out of places and states of mind, from a lit bicycle shed in the back yard to a root canal in November, from a typhoon in Hong Kong to instincts astray in various Copenhagen neigbourhoods.

      TABLE OF CONTENTS

      Foreword

      A frayed opus for strings

      Night-black silver, January’s luminous

      The image of the river fills most of the picture

      February’s heart thumps to take the chill

      K was supposed to come with the key, I was

      Sparks sleep in flint and I, amorphous, am the answer

      Barely five minutes later we’ve moved into

      A microscopic shift in the air molecules

      Not a single leaf exists on a single

      Rushing forward below undulating arches

      I retrieve the letters from the box

      In the beam of the taxi’s headlights

      I bring a large bunch with me back home

      Who would have thought that chests

      The call of the knife-grinder in the alley at dawn, the knives

      The decisive moment, the decisive

      The chestnut trees are blooming along

      I have to find F. I don’t know why and I don’t know

      I write this on the back of a turquoise-blue

      On the table in the room in the dark

      Struggling through sleet in order to

      Odd how you are in my thoughts

      Via Veneto. I write to you on the hotel stationery

      Prague 1991. I had seen her standing outside the café

      You only love me when I smoke

      The road is long and who knows what awaits?

      In the thicket of possibilities I choose the continental

      All night long I participate in a quiz show, wake up

      This evening is my evening, she said, he says, this evening

      An intergalactic collision of lights, sounds

      Remember, longing doesn’t diminish over the years

      Dogger Bank, all that junk, words

      On H. C. Andersen Boulevard during rush hour

      Along night’s slippery slope, shiny steel

      Exactly what I was meant to pick up

      The headlines

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