In the Bee Latitudes

In the Bee Latitudes, ’Annah Sobelman’s second book, traverses and choreographs the places of passion where visible and invisible touch. With extraordinary ability to imagine her way far into an experience, making new moves in the English language at each and every point, Sobelman enlists many voices, questions, and bodies (mostly in Taos and Florence) that press toward Emersonian nature. In vibrant, malleable, and layered syntax, these poems break conventions of lineation and punctuation, each utterance at the frontier of the articulate, yet necessarily pitched toward the insistently visceral.

The author of The Tulip Sacrament, ’Annah Sobelman is a poet who has recently returned from living in Florence, Italy, to her home in America.

Proem
Structure — Masolino ’ s Eve — The Female Snake

I
The Ghosts Are Different From the Love of Some Brains
In the Bee Latitudes
The Untitled
The Mess
Midnight Address from the President
Violence of Feathers
Ode to the Surfacing
If A Commandment
Dandelions for the Threnody
After Awhile
Summer ; — Fatigue ; — A Direction , Up ; — and A Spreading Out Unlawed

II ( notes from inside a dark forest )
for whomever whispers
delay is nevertheless
a persona of there you go
forest nightingale makes more
Quick Draft
fresh to make
oh pilgrim
see , it ’ s the no horizon

III
I Felt a Fierce Unfreedom
The Concept Death Was Walking Around This Pill Sentence Structure
It Has Been Given Me To Understand Bats
No Unconceiving Cave
And I Do Desire Your Looking Back
It is Very Sculptural to Wake Up
The Be Thou Gaia Pastoral Air
Not On Its Own
Quick Draft 2
A Physics of Desire
In the Bee Latitudes 2
Curved Over the River
‡ ° § £ ¢ 8 § the haloes on the Barbizon night lanterns
Concerning the Ode to a Focus Then a Free Fall

Acknowledgments
Notes