Time and Fevers: New and Selected Poems
By E. M. SCHORB
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Winner of the 16th Annual Writers Digest Self-Published Award for Poetry, 2008
An Eric Hoffer Book Award Winner, 2007
I am always happy to drop everything--pretty nearly--when I make the acquaintance of a new poet as good as E.M. Schorb. James Dickey
The poems of E.M. Schorb shine calmly even as they buzz with energy; are connaissant with the world and yet transcendent of it; make something deeply funny and yet highly sad--given a world and a time and a good minds eye. This is the work of a mature intelligence, its ironies unadulterated by cynicism, and its swells informed by understatement. Heather McHugh
Schorbs poetry is rich with humor and an almost gestaltic sense of clarity; this unique voice allows him to maintain a tonal unity while moving through a variety of forms. Raymond Thibodeaux, "New Delta Review"
Schorb draws from science, art, literary history, and popular culture, balancing these subjects in a thoughtfully conceived and organized book. Lurking behind all is the danger and violence of life--call it mans and natures inhumanity to each other--which Schorb handles maturely, without cynicism, and often with a humor that places him somewhere between Marvin Bell and Kenneth Koch. Todd Verdun, "The Carolina Quarterly"
I think Ed Schorb is one of our very finest poets. Some of the poems are breathtaking both for their literary skill and for their human appeal. E.M. Schorbs work has range, variety, wit, depth and a zest for both language and life. Anthony S. Abbott,poet and author of the Novello Prize winning novel, Leaving Maggie Hope
"Schorb's poems are good modern poems, on a high literary level--some are touched with greatness." Cornel Lengyel, poet, playwright, publisher: Dragon's Teeth Press
E. M. SCHORB
E.M. Schorb began publishing in small literary magazines as an undergraduate at New York University. His work has since appeared widely, here and abroad, in such publications as The Yale Review, The American Scholar, The Sewanee Review, The Southern Review, The Virginia Quarterly Review, The Notre Dame Review, The Carolina Quarterly, and The Chicago Review . He has received Fellowships from The Provincetown Fine Arts Work Center, The North Carolina Arts Council, and The Ludwig Vogelstein Foundation. Murderer's Day, his third collection, was a recipient of the Verna Emery Poetry Prize and published by Purdue University Press. He now resides with his wife, Patricia, in North Carolina.
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Time and Fevers - E. M. SCHORB
TIME AND FEVERS
New and Selected Poems
E. M. SCHORB
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© 2004 E. M. SCHORB
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First published by AuthorHouse 04/14/04
ISBN: 1-4184-0664-3 (e)
ISBN: 1-4184-0663-5 (sc)
ISBN: 1-4184-0662-7 (dj)
Library of Congress Control Number: 2003098627
CONTENTS
Acknowledgments
I
Travelling Child
Camden
Come A Cropper
Obituary
Hadewijch In Wall Street
Letters Home
The Orphaned
Five Forevers
The Letter
Case History
Kindred Spirits
The Kite
The Poor Boy
O To Be Rich And Powerful
Late Sleeper
Kid Danger
Words In Passing
Death Row
Night Life
The North Of Love
Dirge For The Dead Students (Kent State University, Ohio, 1970)
II
Martial Music At A Band Concert
Tracers
Allegorical Fountain
Paris Recidivist
Sharp
Troop Transport
The Survivor
The Castle
Copperheads
III
Bar Song
The Applicant
The Prayer
Upstate Storm
New Man On The Docks
The Thin Disease
A Worker At The Waterworks
Ready To Walk
Detective Story
IV
On Muddling Through
Insect Song
Tippy Remembers Lawyer Smythe
Wheel Of Fortune
Education
Life Surprised Me
A Tumble For Skelton
Oomancy
No
To A Rat
An Appalachian Tale
The Fine Art Of Haunting
The Transformation
V
A Fable
VI
Poetry In Motion
Metaphysics Of The Big Woman
The Big Crunch
The Secret Agent
An Antiquary Of The Future
Wallace Stevens Contemplates Sunday Service In Haddam
Rodin, Balzac, And The Thinker
Ode On Sex
To The Mind
Speculative Ode
Elegy For A Late Tornado
Hush, Hush, New House In Charlotte
Now, The Fox!
The Night Sweats
Murderer’s Day
Anthologies Are Sad
Good Works Are Love
Art
Inspiration At The Art Gallery
Flashbacks
Spring Rides
VII
An Evening With "Blood
The Diamond Merchant
Houdini And The Dying Swan
The Nun
Pollock
Leadbelly
Singlewide
Elegy
Lily
Incognito
A Hundred Years
The Fallen Angel
Lost Sketches By Bosch
Snowbound
The Getaway
VIII
And/Or
The Ideologues
IX
The Souls
The Loss
The Crow And The Scarecrow
Paso Finos
The Honey House
Destruction
Waterfall
X
Because
Dialogue Of The Suicide And The Smoker
What The Dead See
The Artesian Diver
Commence Fire!
Mourning Love
Ballad
A Triangle Of Lights
Old Women, Pausing
The Nursing Home
Balding
Heart Failure
Toward The End
Death
Spring And The Black Holes
Hire Actors!
A Reply
Postcard
Roanoke Return
Where Are You?
Names Of The Dead
Gin Rummies
Death. Com
Hope And The Bipolar Poet
Chronicle
At The Gate
Provenance Of An Old Poet
About The Author
Image319.PNGphoto copyright L. Datené
Time and fevers burn away
Individual beauty from
Thoughtful children, and the grave
Proves the child ephemeral…
—W.H. Auden
Poetry, I have insisted, is ultimately mythology, the telling of the stories of the soul. This would seem to be an introverted, even solipsistic, enterprise, if it were not that these stories recount the soul’s passage through the valley of this life—that is to say, its adventure in time …
—Stanley Kunitz
Also by E.M. Schorb
Poetry
A Fable & Other Prose Poems
Murderer’s Day
50 Poems
The Poor Boy and Other Poems
Novels
A Portable Chaos
Scenario for Scorsese
Paradise Square
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
Poems in this selection have appeared in the following pub-lications:
The American Scholar; The Antigonish Review (Canada); Anthology of Magazine Verse and Yearbook of American Poetry (1980, 1981, and 1986-88); The Arkansas Review; The Arts Journal; Ascent; The Asheville Poetry Review; The Atlanta Review; The Beloit Poetry Journal; The Birmingham Poetry Review; The Brownstone Review; The Carolina Quarterly; The Chariton Review; The Chattahoochee Review; Chelsea; The Chicago Review; The Chiron Review; The Cincinnati Review; The Classical Outlook; The Coe Review; College English; The Comstock Review; Context South; Confrontation; The Crab Orchard Review; Crucible; Cutbank; The Dalhousie Review (Canada); The Dark Horse (Scotland); The Davidson Miscellany; Descant; The Dramatists Guild Quarterly; Envoi (England); The Eureka Literary Magazine; The Fiddlehead (Canada); The Formalist; Frank (France); Gallery (England); The Hampden-Sydney Poetry Review; The Hawaii Review; The Hollins Critic; The International Poetry Review; The Iowa Review; Isaac Asimov’s Science Fiction Magazine; Journal of New Jersey Poets; The Kansas Quarterly; Keats Prize Poems (London Literary Editions, Ltd.); Kobisena (India); The Lake Superior Review; The Laurel Review; The Literary Review; The Long Island Quarterly; Maelstrom; The Massachusetts Review; The Midwest Poetry Review; NC Arts (Magazine of the North Carolina Arts Council); The New Delta Review; The New Laurel Review; New Letters; The New Orleans Review, The New Welsh Review (Wales); The North American Review;
The North Carolina Literary Review; The Notre Dame Review; Outposts (England); The Oxford Magazine; Painted Bride Quarterly; Peace is Our Profession (East River Anthologies); The Plains Poetry Journal; Poetry Daily (http://www.poems.com); Poetry Northwest; Poetry Salzburg Review (Austria); Poetry Today Anthology (Wales); The Potomac Review; The Princeton Arts Review; Prism International (Canada); The Prose Poem (edited by Steve Wilson); Queen’s Quarterly (Canada); Rattle; The Roanoke Review; The Santa Barbara Review; The Seattle Review; The Sewanee Review; The South Carolina Review; The Southern Review; The Southern Humanities Review; The Southern Poetry Review; The Southwest Review; Sparrow; Spring: The Journal of the E. E. Cummings Society; Stand (England); Tar River Poetry; The Tennessee Quarterly; The Texas Review; Thalia: Studies in Literary Humor (Canada); Verse; The Virginia Quarterly Review; Voices International; Voices Israel (Israel); The Wallace Stevens Journal; WLA: War, Literature & the Arts: An International Journal of the Humanities (USAF Academy); The Wascana Review (Canada); The Webster Review; The West Hills Review; Whiskey Island Magazine; The William and Mary Review; The Wisconsin Review; The World of English (China); Writers Forum; The Xavier Review; The Yale Review.
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Cover art-L. Datené
Author photo - Bill Giduz
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Some of the poems included are from the following books:
The Poor Boy and Other Poems, Dragon’s Teeth Press
50 Poems, Hill House New York
Murderer’s Day, Purdue University Press
A Fable and Other Prose Poems, Argonne House Press
This Book is for Patricia, my Partner in Time
I
TRAVELLING CHILD
Night: the rockety-rockety train: the coach filled with sleepers: the moon outside: the passing poles: by, by, by, by: another child: friendship for a day, for an hour like a lifetime: a parting kiss at Kansas City: Why? Why? I loved him. I loved her. The khaki soldiers eating sandwiches: candy butchers: Daddy? Hot. Cold. Night and morning: death: time.
The magical furnished rooms, each new,
alive with new things to know:
closets that could be used for loneliness,
in which one might discover
the artifacts of a previous tenant,
or in which one might create
the lost cave, the bandit den, the jungle,
and, as each of these, the place
to crawl into: sanctuary.
CAMDEN
If I think of night, and factories, and day-bright streets,
I get some of it. The whole town seemed to be a factory full of graveyard-and swing-shifts and vox-populated streets
at all hours, so that one lost track of night and day.
The children of Camden roamed the streets in gangs
composed not so much of juvenile delinquents as of orphaned children looking for something to do, their parents lost to them at Campbell’s Soups or at Lionel Trains,
ground up in the Wheels of Industry. The schools didn’t count,
were apparently attended out of a need to get indoors for a time,
their schedules not fitting the schedules of the factories. Sleepers slept when they could, morning or evening
or night. Meals came when they did, now or later,
morning or evening or night. I drank containered coffee, ate stale chocolate donuts drizzling in wax paper, and huge greasy
restaurant meat-cakes smothered in sour brown gravy.
In winter the snow was black, in summer the air was heavy. There was a constant grinding out of matter, of goods, of people,
but the funereal unreal light made one feel that no matter how much
was made, the making was wages of sin, of death; and the whistles
blew and the sirens sounded and the mobs made their moans.
The white faces were black and the black faces were white,
and everyone seemed to be slow-marching a treadmill to death,
just after the war, once, in Camden, way back when.
COME A CROPPER
They head down in a great slow motion, as if they are galloping into the underworld at some suddenly found entrance, with the amazed boy now riding the underside of the huge, stunned animal, like a ship’s captain on the belly of a ship overturned and about to sink, waiting for rescue, and nothing heard but the horse’s breath, which struggled with the dry hot air, and somewhere inside that enormous exhausted body the great heart finding its rhythm once more.
Thrown
clear, the horrified boy fans his horse with his hat, crying, telling her he didn’t mean to hurt her, telling her he loves her, begging her to rise and be well, finally thinking of the lake and water to throw on her.
Making his way to the lake, he cannot imagine how in a half hour she will rise out of her exhaustion and plant her unsteady hooves under her weight, and he will lead her home, along the shimmering, dusty roads and among the cows in the scrubgrassed fields of the 1940’s dust bowl, limping, and frothy on her flanks, like something from the sea, home to her shady stable, and to the master of the ranch, to explain to such a man, how he has galloped the legs from under such a horse in the noonday sun.
OBITUARY
Edwin Marsh Schorb, Sr. (1893-1963)
Success is counted sweetest By those who ne’er succeed. —Emily Dickinson
Without the mummeries of death, by fire, but not by burning but by breath of smoke, you died like some high god upon his pyre:
0 quick, barbaric, merciful good luck!
1 had so many fears for you, my father;
your ribald binges must have racked your body; I feared some lingering illness, and I’d rather have anything attacking one so bawdy
than an unthrilling, invalided life spent somehow to its end in spite and temper; though there was one thing sterner than its