{"id":11,"date":"2009-10-19T15:41:54","date_gmt":"2009-10-19T15:41:54","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/adrianblevins.wordpress.com\/2009\/10\/19\/11\/"},"modified":"2009-10-19T15:41:54","modified_gmt":"2009-10-19T15:41:54","slug":"11","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/web.colby.edu\/adrianblevins\/2009\/10\/19\/11\/","title":{"rendered":"Live from the Homesick Jamboree"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-family:times new roman,palatino;font-size:small\"><em><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-10\" src=\"http:\/\/adrianblevins.files.wordpress.com\/2009\/10\/live_homesick_jamboree.jpg?w=300\" alt=\"live_homesick_jamboree\" width=\"300\" height=\"300\" \/>Molten and musical poetry from an acclaimed Southern writer<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:times new roman,palatino;font-size:small\"><span style=\"font-family:Times,Times New Roman,serif;color:#000000;font-size:small\"><em>Live from the Homesick Jamboree<\/em> is a brave, brash, funny, and tragic hue and cry on growing up female during the 1970s, \u201cwhen everything was always so awash\u201d that the speaker finds herself adrift among adults who act like children. The book moves from adolescence through a dry-eyed, poignant exploration of two marriages, motherhood, and the larger world, with the headlong perceptiveness and brio characteristic of Adrian Blevins\u2019s work. This poetry is plainspoken and streetwise, brutal and beautiful, provocative and self-incriminating, with much musicality and a corrosive bravura, brilliantly complicated by bursts of vernacular language and flashes of compassion. Whether listening to Emmylou Harris while thinking she should be memorizing Tolstoy, reflecting on her \u201cfull-to-bursting motherliness,\u201d aging body, the tensions and lurchings of a relationship, or \u201cthe cockamamie lovingness\u201d of it all, the language flies fast and furious. As the poet Tony Hoagland wrote of Blevins\u2019s previous book, <em>The Brass Girl Brouhaha<\/em>, \u201cthis is the dirty, trash-talking, highly edified real thang.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Helvetica,Geneva,Arial,SunSans-Regular,sans-serif;font-size:x-small\"><strong>Endorsements:<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Times,Times New Roman,serif;color:#000000;font-size:small\">\u201cThis book is rich with words from every register, and they are roughed-up and sand-papered and worshipped and flung. The AC\/DC-ness of them is nothing if not a mirror of what it is to live\u2014which is awfully like what it is to love.\u201d \u2014Ellen Dor\u00e9 Watson, author of <em>This Sharpening<br \/>\n<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:Times,Times New Roman,serif;color:#000000;font-size:small\">\u201cAdrian Blevins is a transcendent poet of the family in all its discontent and turbulence. Hers is a world of crush and gorge. And that gorge is deep and beautiful, but there\u2019s always a party brewing on the cliffs and dancing to be done on its crumbling edges, swords to be unsheathed, and words like stars to lasso and spin into her glittering lines.\u201d \u2014Barbara Hamby, author of <em>Babel<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Molten and musical poetry from an acclaimed Southern writer Live from the Homesick Jamboree is a brave, brash, funny, and tragic hue and cry on growing up female during the 1970s, \u201cwhen everything was always so awash\u201d that the speaker finds herself adrift among adults who act like children. 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