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Pretend You Don't Know Me: New and Selected Poems
Pretend You Don't Know Me: New and Selected Poems
Pretend You Don't Know Me: New and Selected Poems
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Pretend You Don’t Know Me brings together in one volume the best of Finuala Dowling’s funny, poignant and idiosyncratic poetry from four earlier prize-winning collections, with a section devoted to new poems. It introduces this popular South African poet to a UK audience.

Finuala Dowling’s debut collection, I flying, published in 2002, was an instant success in her native South Africa. Its accessibility, humanity and wit, as well as its beguilingly honest stories of home, parenthood, love, loss and desperation, won many new converts to poetry. The volume went into multiple printings, and won the Ingrid Jonker prize. Dowling’s subsequent collections, Doo-Wop Girls of the Universe and Notes from the Dementia Ward (winners of the SANLAM and Olive Schreiner prizes respectively), consolidated her reputation as an inventive sketcher of the domestic sublime. Her chapbook, Change is possible, sold out at the 2014 Aldeburgh Poetry Festival.

Pretend You Don’t Know Me contains her iconic poem ‘To the doctor who treated the raped baby and who felt such despair’ as well as Dowling’s tragi-comic cycle of poems on the theme of her mother’s dementia, and the hugely popular poems ‘Butter’, ‘I am the Zebra’, ‘To adventurers, as far as I’m concerned’ and ‘The abuse of cauliflowers’. At the heart of the book are the funny and poignant connections we make with other people, and the lifelong effort to stay whole.

‘Dowling is redefining poetry, bringing her distinctive voice and wit to bear on a medium so often stuck in moody, broody times.’ – Arja Slafranca, The Star

‘Finuala Dowling is a brave new voice in South African poetry, filled with vitality, wit, unexpected rhythms and fresh ideas… Always accessible, Dowling’s poetry is never shallow.’ – Shirley Kossick,Mail&Guardian

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Release dateSep 27, 2018
ISBN9781780374253
Pretend You Don't Know Me: New and Selected Poems
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Finuala Dowling

Finuala Dowling established her literary career as a poet. Her first collection, I flying, won the Ingrid Jonker Prize, her second, Doo-Wop Girls of the Universe, was a co-winner of the Sanlam Prize, and her third, Notes from the Dementia Ward, won the Olive Schreiner Prize. Her previous novels are Flyleaf, Homemaking for the Down-at-Heart, which won the 2012 M-Net Literary Award for English Fiction, and The Fetch. In addition to novels and poetry, Dowling has published short stories in national and international anthologies, and has had plays and skits performed on stage and radio. Dowling is currently Senior Lecturer at the Centre for Extra-Mural Studies at UCT. She has a D.Litt from Unisa, where she taught English for several years. She has also taught English and creative writing at the University of Stellenbosch.

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    Pretend You Don't Know Me - Finuala Dowling

    FINUALA DOWLING

    PRETEND YOU DON’T KNOW ME

    New and Selected Poems

    Pretend You Don’t Know Me brings together in one volume the best of Finuala Dowling’s funny, poignant and idiosyncratic poetry from four earlier prize-winning collections, with a section devoted to new poems. It introduces this popular South African poet to a UK audience.

    Finuala Dowling’s debut collection, I flying, published in 2002, was an instant success in her native South Africa. Its accessibility, humanity and wit, as well as its beguilingly honest stories of home, parenthood, love, loss and desperation, won many new converts to poetry. Her subsequent collections, Doo-Wop Girls of the Universe and Notes from the Dementia Ward, consolidated her reputation as an inventive sketcher of the domestic sublime. Her chapbook, Change is possible, sold out at the 2014 Aldeburgh Poetry Festival.

    Pretend You Don’t Know Me includes her iconic poem ‘To the doctor who treated the raped baby and who felt such despair’ as well as Dowling’s tragi-comic cycle of poems on the theme of her mother’s dementia, and her hugely popular poems ‘Butter’, ‘I am the Zebra’, ‘To adventurers, as far as I’m concerned’ and ‘The abuse of cauliflowers’. At the heart of the book are the funny and poignant connections we make with other people, and the lifelong effort to stay whole.

    ‘Dowling is redefining poetry, bringing her distinctive voice and wit to bear on a medium so often stuck in moody, broody times.’ – Arja Slafranca, The Star

    ‘A brave new voice in South African poetry, filled with vitality, wit, unexpected rhythms and fresh ideas.’ – Shirley Kossick, Mail&Guardian

    Cover photograph by Jan-Schneckenhaus (iStock by Getty Images)

    FINUALA DOWLING

    Pretend You

    Don’t Know Me

    NEW AND SELECTED POEMS

    CONTENTS

    Title Page

    fromI FLYING(2002)

    Green house

    I read the last page first

    Repair

    For Oom Piet

    I flying

    To the doctor who treated the raped baby and who felt such despair

    Census man

    I have been undemonstrative since birth

    Nine kinds of silence

    Teaching Margaret Atwood

    Kitchen Table

    The idea of you

    Rule three thousand and ten

    Fine in the Transkei

    Blackjack

    Under Anaesthetic

    Happy New Year 2001

    Found poem

    fromDOO-WOP GIRLS OF THE UNIVERSE(2006)

    Feeling marginalia

    Talk, share and listen

    Freelance writer’s lament

    Last straw

    The differences between Middle and Modern English

    Well

    Disappearing

    Asylum

    My sister’s fingers

    Boys we kissed

    The falling feeling

    On the roof with Rory, 1976

    Loving novels

    Shops of my mother’s imagination

    Your death

    The lime-green clasp

    Doo-wop girls of the universe

    fromNOTES FROM THE DEMENTIA WARD(2008)

    Your children, parents, siblings, spouses, pets, bêtes noires, acquaintances

    At eight-five, my mother’s mind

    Taking

    Lastness

    Shift aside

    Be shared

    Self-portrait from the dementia ward

    Hearts of stone

    Widowhood in the dementia ward

    Butter

    An initiative to increase the number of male readers

    Brief fling in the dementia ward

    Multilingualism in the dementia ward

    Odd one out in the dementia ward

    More advanced thinking in the dementia ward

    Devolution in the dementia ward

    Protection from grief in the dementia ward

    Red rover

    Birthday in the dementia ward

    How I knew it wasn’t me

    Homesickness

    Riches

    Bread roll pun

    Thoughts on emigration

    How to use a porcupine as an alibi

    I am the zebra

    Summarising life

    fromCHANGE IS POSSIBLE(2014)

    Micheál Mac Liammóir came to Cape Town in 1962

    Ditty

    Caveat

    Wanting to get divorced #1365

    How sweet the dead are now

    I gossip with my sister about the future

    On not liking oneself

    The consolation of enmity

    The quest

    To adventurers, as far as I’m concerned

    Mise-en-abyme

    Cupboards

    Authority

    Composition

    The abuse of cauliflowers

    The lawmaker

    fromNEW POEMS

    Casting the cat and the bull

    Unforgettable

    Life lesson

    To young women, urging them not to become competent

    To my sisters, on selling the old family home

    My therapist asks when it is that I cry

    Dog produces Monet forgery

    Catch of the day

    Identity crisis 2016

    Distant mirror

    It’s only lunch

    The problem with this game drawn out in chalk

    My mother the crocodile-tamer

    Party invitations

    Why I love an insult

    Unhappiness

    Two bodies could not be less alike than ours

    One in a million

    When panicking, think of the recently dead

    Doubt

    Ilk

    How a house feels when we leave

    ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

    About the Author

    Copyright

    FROM

    I flying

    (2002)

    Green house

    I live

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