I, Nadja and Other Poems
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Shortlisted for the 2007 Pat Lowther Award and the 2007 ReLit Awards.
Poems that reach towards the lost or the might have been.
In her debut collection, Susan Elmslie delves into the life and mental illness of the real person behind Andre Breton's surrealist romance, Nadja, recovering the story of a flesh and blood woman who became a symbol for the unknowability of the feminine and the irrational side of the human psyche. Ultimately, I, Nadja is about many women as Elmslie’s lyrically astute, confident lines move into the daily world of motherhood, adolescent memories and heroines like Marie Curie and George Sand. With her great fury of a voice, Elmslie's poems are forthright and daring, fearlessly rhapsodic, as "they sing/your shape through doorways,… sing/the whole house awake."
Susan Elmslie
Susan Elmslie's poetry has appeared in several Canadian journals, anthologies, and in a prize-winning chapbook, When Your Body Takes to Trembling (Cranberry Tree). She received a PhD in English with a specialization in Canadian literature from McGill University, and has been a poetry Fellow at Hawthornden Castle in Scotland. She lives in Montreal. Her first poetry collection I, Nadja and Other Poems was published by Brick Books in 2006.
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I, Nadja and Other Poems - Susan Elmslie
I, Nadja, and Other Poems
I, Nadja, and Other Poems
Susan Elmslie
Library and Archives Canada Cataloguing in Publication
Elmslie, Susan
I, Nadja, and other poems / Susan Elmslie.
ISBN-13: 978-1-894078-53-5
ISBN-10: 1-894078-53-5
Title.
PS8559.L62I63 2006 C811’.54 C2006-902306-9
Copyright © Susan Elmslie, 2006
We acknowledge the Canada Council for the Arts, the Government of
Canada through the Book Publishing Industry Development Program
(BPIDP), and the Ontario Arts Council for their support of our
publishing program.
The author photograph is by Danica Meredith, Aperture Solutions.
Brick Books
Box 20081
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London, Ontario
N6K 4G6
Canada
www.brickbooks.ca
For Wes, who went there with me
Contents
Feminine Rhyme
Pomegranate
Felicity
Portraits of My Mother
Seven Letters to My Mother
1. Spendthrift Heart
2. Forgive me, Mom
3. Other People’s Mothers
4. Fortune Cookie
5. Carry On
6. Clasp
7. Pisces, you swim in two directions
Failed Sonnet for My Father
Banditos
Good Fortune Is Coming Your Way
Tearjerker
Dainty
Smile me up, Jackie
Meanwhile
Shave
Free Climbing Rhyme for Lori
Convalescent
Lump
Cyst
First Apology to My Daughter
Marie Curie’s Cookbooks
George Sand’s Wardrobe
Feminine epic
If there’s a woman on the street
History Repeats
I write
The gentle cadence of escape
How the litchi came to be
Déjà vu
Four Postcards
Dark Days
Grand Café de la Paix
Somehow over time Severn Bridge
Docents
I, Nadja
Dedication
I, Nadja
Mad Money
Mercy on Our Poor Ambitious Souls
Première Rencontre
We Took the Train
Choreography for an Aubade
I had no little love for you. It spoke
Some Shapes of Sadness
I Close My Eyes
Chez Graff
Hairpin
Waiter, Café de la Régence
Cutting Time
Against Longing
My Friend
Forecast: Nadja
Button Up Your Overcoat
Sugared Violets
The Slenderness of Forgetting
Dear Mademoiselle Nadja
Pay as you go
Ten
Twelve Years Later
The Hard Disciplines
1. Geometry Lesson
2. Physics: After the Genesis Concert, 1982
3. Algebra
4. Calculus
5. Statistics
6. Chemistry
7. Geography: Long Winter, 45° N 73° W
8. Biology: Going to Seed
Equipment for Living
Accessories After the Fact
Towards a Study of the Trench Coat
First Impressions
London Fog
Imperméable
Architectural Chairs
Lady Armchair, 1951
Ox Chair and Ottoman, 1960
Barcelona Lounge Chair
Chaise Longue: Six Angles
The New Apartment
Housewarming Song
Unless These Notes
Vancouver Collection
Ex Libris
A Note about the Cover Image
Acknowledgements and Notes
Biographical Note
Feminine Rhyme
Pomegranate
My first—
at the Formica dinette set
in your mother’s kitchen,
where we’d spent whole days
making cakes in your Easy-Bake oven,
amazed all it took was a light bulb.
One autumn afternoon, sometime between
the Jerry Lewis Telethon
and the Miss Universe Pageant,
you cut the rind in half.
The knife stagy red
like the blade in horror flicks that punishes
the teenagers for making out.
On the cutting board the fruit,
two halves of a brain
that thought only of love.
Inspired by Operation you said, let’s try
toothpicks. All the rainy hours we’d passed
extracting tiny bones, wrenches, trying not to
set off the buzzer that lit
the patient’s nose
were training for pomegranates.
With practice we discovered
how to tear the rind, carefully
peel away the bitter packaging that makes
your teeth feel like popsicle sticks, and take
whole sections of the seeds at once. The juice barb-
wiring all the creases in our palms, dripping
towards the wrists. Like this,
every time I indulge. I eat your half
and think of you. The patience, the soft burst.
When blood came—you first,
we commandeered the upstairs bathroom.
You with one foot on the toilet seat
and your bum on the edge of the counter,
me sitting on the edge of the tub,
holding the mirror.
Felicity
for Felicity Enayat
Felicity I read a strand of your hair;
A sudden star, it shot through papers, air.
Carefully from your poems I pulled this line,
Peerless alexandrine, sublime feminine rhyme.
Portraits of My Mother
At eighteen my mother sat for a portrait,
and one print turned out so fine,
the photographer displayed it
in the window of his Long Branch shop
(across the street from the hardware store,
where my father later dropped his broom
and dodged a Buick or two to sweep her off her feet).
The best of these prints stood on the top shelf
of the wall unit in our living room.
Each fall I’d place a new glossy of me next to it,
stand back, then demote myself to a lower shelf.
Eyeliner and Polo knockoffs with matching earrings
too garish next to this queen of curds and cream, 1948.
Another print, taken earlier in the sitting, is mine now,
sent to me by my father in a final clean sweep.
You can just see a hint of the white peasant blouse
under a grey wool bolero.
Half a candy apple for a smile.
Eyes ready to deliquesce on cue.
This face is before everything,
before she made a tomb of her sunless bedroom,
grief, a cordate brooch she couldn’t unpin.
Seven Letters to My Mother
1. Spendthrift Heart,
When we left