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This World We Invented ❰Read❯ ➲ This World We Invented Author Carolyn Marie Souaid – Capitalsoftworks.co.uk A razor sharp eye for detail roams and redeems imperfectionsboth personal and collectiveThe world in Carolyn Marie Souaid’s latest collection is both an act of the imagination and a responsibility S A razor sharp eye for detail roams and redeems imperfectionsboth personal and collectiveThe world in Carolyn Marie Souaid’s latest collection is both an act of the imagination and a responsibility Souaid’s poems zoom in and out This World PDF \ shifting focus to accommodate varied dimensions of experience We move from the breakdown of a relationship to primordial ooze to a suicide bomb to a son doing his math homework In a disarmingly personable voice Souaid investigates our darker moments faces up to losses and failures both intimate and public often with wry humour If our world is an imperfect invention it is also for Souaid a source of wonder— where “the trick was not to fall asleep but to notice everything in its brevity”I’ve no idea what it is to be moss or jadein the spectrum of green There are no patterns;there is no good light to measure anything byThe laws of physics drop like an axIn the end the body doesn’t keep—from “Where Night Takes Me”Praise for This World We Invented“These bold important poems have grappled with beauty and chosen honesty They offer no easy consolations but because they are made things they reflect a hope for change” —Stephanie Bolster.

  • Paperback
  • 96 pages
  • This World We Invented
  • Carolyn Marie Souaid
  • English
  • 23 February 2016
  • 9781771313544

About the Author: Carolyn Marie Souaid

Carolyn Marie Souaid is the Montreal based author of seven poetry collections including the videopoem Blood is Blood which won a top prize at the Zebra International Poetry Festival in Berlin She has given readings This World PDF \ lectures and performances at festivals and conferences worldwide Canada and the US France Germany Slovenia Hungary Serbia Her poetry and prose have been featured on CB.



3 thoughts on “This World We Invented

  1. mwpm mwpm says:

    What good are they sleepingin their darkish bedrooms?I want to tell them before it's too lateMorning like a coral bloomfloats on the wavesTake out your fingerpaintsstewards of the drifting frondsand radiant sun along the rippled floor see that fishing boat at the end of the wharf?The monk of river stones in your handis a good thing Light pg 9 See it as a celebration of flight Prepare to strayoutside your range of experienceNever shoot at high noonor during the hackneyed ends of dayBe wary of light Know your birdsand the peculiarities of a feeding frenzyStudy the way the ornithologist follows his nose how he workshis viewfinder so the camera does the restPut away the brush and waitYou get your best material after dark Notes on Composition pg 16 After the flame what remains scatteredamong the booming trees a blue black sky tarnished with leavesgroping shadows on an olive smudgeof trodden grassA tentative canoe overturned has no place to goWaits for a cueLike the Indian hut and its totem facadeof strangulated facesAbout the peopleThey are thirstyA child wearing a cotton dressleans into the mountain strengthof her fatherGod has disappeared entirelyA ghost of laundry floats in the wind House Front after a painting by Emily Carr pg 30 I got your letter It wasn't much of a letterI should have listened to common senseand left it on the credenzaBut as Oscar Wilde said I can resist everythingexcept temptationIt ruined my night All your talkabout the tragic dimensions of lovereminded me of the brain's criss crossing pathways;the submolecular accidents and collisionsthat once put us in the right placeat the right timewhen we might well have beendining in different time zonesOr arguing as usual about the wineI was the pleasure seeker and you you salivated over spreadsheetsand insurance policies the Dow and the TSXSo gridlock If only If only you'd embraced the curled up wormat the base of your skull ignored the Executives cortextraded the business suit for a placeamong our scaly ancestorsOur neutral wiring kept defeating usThe heart to be honest was irrelevant Post mortem pg 49 In the grainy light it looks a lot worsethan it probably is lying thereface down on the curb exposed backsidea coil of broken anatomycrushed vertebrae some intestinal wiringThe thin shadow of death has settledI feel a pang of longing for the four leggedconsole of my youthwhose snowy signal delivered soap flakesand Ed Sullivan into our living room until a creeping Cancer metastasized intothe Cuban Missile Crisisand Jack Ruby's nefarious bulletburned through the fey musculatureof a most un presidential manIt's my earliest memoryMother starching Father's shirtsHorrified I watched as the bulging eyeof our television flashed a hatful of night Garbage Day Meditation pg 62

  2. Andrea MacPherson Andrea MacPherson says:

    The poems in Souaid's newest collection are a reflection of the middle of life nuanced enough to look back but also poised to glance forward with clear eyes Souaid tackles the personal in a series of poems that explore illness and death and just as nimbly examines the wider world with poems addressing Lolita 911 the holocaust Her poem The Glass Half Empty smartly tackles nostalgia with all its rosy coloured glassesThings were better in the '40'sBut I'm not saying go back To bread and blackstrap molassescramping the cupboardsof a town where beastly windsrip houses off their foundations;where a mother pregnantfor the tenth tine spears long johnsin a galvanized tub of lye

  3. Steven Buechler Steven Buechler says:

    Again and again I am impressed with books whose writer’s either share a small moment with me that I ponder upon in my own life OR make me uestion the world around me Isn’t that what good literature is suppose to do? And why am i coming across these observations now in my life As opposed to my younger days? Those are some of the uandaries that perplexed my mind as I read Carolyn Marie Souaid’s collection entitled This World We Inventedhttptinyurlcomnrvw7po

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3 thoughts on “This World We Invented

  1. mwpm mwpm says:

    What good are they sleepingin their darkish bedrooms?I want to tell them before it's too lateMorning like a coral bloomfloats on the wavesTake out your fingerpaintsstewards of the drifting frondsand radiant sun along the rippled floor see that fishing boat at the end of the wharf?The monk of river stones in your handis a good thing Light pg 9 See it as a celebration of flight Prepare to strayoutside your range of experienceNever shoot at high noonor during the hackneyed ends of dayBe wary of light Know your birdsand the peculiarities of a feeding frenzyStudy the way the ornithologist follows his nose how he workshis viewfinder so the camera does the restPut away the brush and waitYou get your best material after dark Notes on Composition pg 16 After the flame what remains scatteredamong the booming trees a blue black sky tarnished with leavesgroping shadows on an olive smudgeof trodden grassA tentative canoe overturned has no place to goWaits for a cueLike the Indian hut and its totem facadeof strangulated facesAbout the peopleThey are thirstyA child wearing a cotton dressleans into the mountain strengthof her fatherGod has disappeared entirelyA ghost of laundry floats in the wind House Front after a painting by Emily Carr pg 30 I got your letter It wasn't much of a letterI should have listened to common senseand left it on the credenzaBut as Oscar Wilde said I can resist everythingexcept temptationIt ruined my night All your talkabout the tragic dimensions of lovereminded me of the brain's criss crossing pathways;the submolecular accidents and collisionsthat once put us in the right placeat the right timewhen we might well have beendining in different time zonesOr arguing as usual about the wineI was the pleasure seeker and you you salivated over spreadsheetsand insurance policies the Dow and the TSXSo gridlock If only If only you'd embraced the curled up wormat the base of your skull ignored the Executives cortextraded the business suit for a placeamong our scaly ancestorsOur neutral wiring kept defeating usThe heart to be honest was irrelevant Post mortem pg 49 In the grainy light it looks a lot worsethan it probably is lying thereface down on the curb exposed backsidea coil of broken anatomycrushed vertebrae some intestinal wiringThe thin shadow of death has settledI feel a pang of longing for the four leggedconsole of my youthwhose snowy signal delivered soap flakesand Ed Sullivan into our living room until a creeping Cancer metastasized intothe Cuban Missile Crisisand Jack Ruby's nefarious bulletburned through the fey musculatureof a most un presidential manIt's my earliest memoryMother starching Father's shirtsHorrified I watched as the bulging eyeof our television flashed a hatful of night Garbage Day Meditation pg 62

  2. Andrea MacPherson Andrea MacPherson says:

    The poems in Souaid's newest collection are a reflection of the middle of life nuanced enough to look back but also poised to glance forward with clear eyes Souaid tackles the personal in a series of poems that explore illness and death and just as nimbly examines the wider world with poems addressing Lolita 911 the holocaust Her poem The Glass Half Empty smartly tackles nostalgia with all its rosy coloured glassesThings were better in the '40'sBut I'm not saying go back To bread and blackstrap molassescramping the cupboardsof a town where beastly windsrip houses off their foundations;where a mother pregnantfor the tenth tine spears long johnsin a galvanized tub of lye

  3. Steven Buechler Steven Buechler says:

    Again and again I am impressed with books whose writer’s either share a small moment with me that I ponder upon in my own life OR make me uestion the world around me Isn’t that what good literature is suppose to do? And why am i coming across these observations now in my life As opposed to my younger days? Those are some of the uandaries that perplexed my mind as I read Carolyn Marie Souaid’s collection entitled This World We Inventedhttptinyurlcomnrvw7po

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