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Associate Professor of English Joshua Corey celebrates the release of a new book in October
The Barons is Corey’s fifth book of poetry.
On Thursday, October 2 at 7 p.m. he will be giving a reading at the Evanston Public Library alongside two other local authors, Patrick Creevy (author of Ryan’s Woods: A South Side Boyhood) and Dennis Byrne (author of a historical novel called Madness: The War of 1812).
“These poems respond to the last ten years of what I think most of us will agree have been continual calamity: war, economic collapse, and growing consciousness of ecological disaster,” explains Corey. “The poems assume what I take to be the opposite of a survivalist mentality: instead of bunkering down, they walk naked into the storm in a sometimes ironic and sometimes elastic celebration of human vulnerability.”
The book will be available for sale here.
Here’s what others have to say about The Barons:
“Joshua Corey has reinvented the good old-fashioned American avant-garde epic poem (Whitman, Stein, Crane, O’Hara) and thrust it, kicking if not screaming, into the early 21st Century, ‘rescued/by what survives the will to survive.’ The result is thrilling, and unlike any poetry I know.”
— John Ashbery
“What a wild, satisfying read. Joshua Corey’s The Barons does the good, dangerous, difficult ‘work of open eyes’ in a world as glutted, clotted, dizzying, mysterious, fugue-ed out, maxed-out, and ever-shifting as wherever we are standing right now. This book will take hold of your synapses and re-boot, re-set. Somehow both the future and the ancient are here, all while ‘Dada blows its smoke into me.’”
— Gillian Conoley
“Could life as we now lead it be one huge Viking funeral? In The Barons Joshua Corey makes us feel such to be the fact. A poetry that glorifies our daily defeats even as it surges with the will to resistance, Corey’s collection, informed by Rilke and Duncan and O’Hara and Hemingway (without being beholden to anyone), refuses compromise with either success or failure. Trapped in ‘televised beds,’ on guard against the temptation ‘to fall in love with your own private wormhole,’ this is work that doesn’t fall for pseudo-public or pseudo-private satisfactions. Neither empty procedural poetry nor obvious lyric, The Barons straddles ‘freedom’s law.’ ”
— Leonard Schwartz