Selfish: Poems
<p>"If Goldbarth belongs to a school, he is surely its sole member. He's simply . . . one of our most generous working poets." --<i>Rumpus</i><br><i></i><br><i></i><br><i>And you</i><br><i> </i><br><i>perhaps don't like this poem: its free verse</i><br><i>or its narrative or the way it uses</i><br><i>gender or the heavy-handed</i><br><i>word-play of its title.</i><br><i> </i><br><i>Like I care.</i><br><i> </i><br><i>I wrote this for me.</i><br><i></i> --from "'Try the Selfish'"</p><p>In his latest collection, the incomparable Albert Goldbarth explores all things "self-ish": the origins of identity, the search for ancestry, the neurology of self-awareness, and the line between "self" and "other." Whether one line long or ten pages, whether uproariously comic or steeped in gravitas, these are poems that address our human essence.</p>