The Road In Is Not the Same Road Out: Poems
<p><b>Winner of the </b><b>Latner Writers</b><b>’</b><b> Trust Poetry Prize</b></p><br><p>"Introducing Karen Solie, I would adapt what Joseph Brodsky said some thirty years ago of the great Les Murray: ' . . . He is, quite simply, the one by whom the language lives'. . . And, yes, as we embark on the third millennium of our so-called Common Era, she is indeed the one by whom the language lives." --Michael Hofmann, <i>London Review of Books</i><br><i></i><br><i></i>A sublime singer of existential bewilderment, Karen Solie is one of contemporary poetry's most direct and haunting voices. A poet of the in-between places--the purgatory of wayside motels and junkyards, the abandoned Calgary ski jump and the eternal noon of Walmart--her poems stake out startlingly new territory and are songs for our emerging world, an age of uncertainty and melting icebergs.</p><p>In Solie's new collection, <i>The Road In Is Not the Same Road Out</i>, she restlessly excavates our civilization, the moments of tough luck, casual violence, naked desire, and inchoate menace, pursuing "Beauty and terror / in equal measure" and fixing on the "Intrigue of a boarded-up building. / We want to get in there and find out what's the matter with it." Amplifying the elegant recklessness of her Griffin Poetry Prize-winning collection <i>Pigeon</i>, these poems bear an uncanny poetic intelligence and unflinching vision.</p>