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By Louis Simpson

Few poets have so artfully faced American existence as Louis Simpson. personality audio system fight with daily matters opposed to a backdrop of bigger forces, the individual’s maladjustment to a tradition of materialism and brutal festival, the failure of marriage lower than the pressures of one of these society, the failure of the yank dream. Simpson wages a lover’s quarrel with the world.

"Louis Simpson has ideal pitch. His poems win us first through their drama, their methods of voicing our methods . . . of constructing do with our lives. Then his intelligence cajoles us to the edge of a cliff of solitude and we step over into the buoyant portion of precise poetry."—Seamus Heaney

Educated at Munro collage (West Indies) and at Columbia college, Louis Simpson has taught largely, such a lot lately on the kingdom collage of recent York at Stony Brook. he's the writer of seventeen books of poetry and ten works of prose. He has got fellowships from the Academy of yank Poetry, the Hudson Review, the Guggenheim beginning, and obtained the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry.

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