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The Woodcarver's Secret (Complement to the Samantha Sweet Mystery Series)

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Poems that play in the sonic texture of discourses

Winner of the Guggenheim Fellowship (2016)

The Little Edges is a collection of poems that extends poet Fred Moten's experiments in what he calls "shaped prose"—a way of arranging prose in rhythmic blocks, or sometimes shards, in the interest of audio-visual patterning. Shaped prose is a form that works the "little edges" of lyric and discourse, and radiates out into the space between them. As occasional pieces, many of the poems in the book are the result of a request or commission to comment upon a work of art, or to memorialize a particular moment or person. In Moten's poems, the matter and energy of a singular event or person are transformed by their entrance into the social space that they, in turn, transform. An online reader's companion is available at

ISBN-13: 9780819576705

Publisher: Wesleyan University Press

Publication Date: 07-05-2016

Pages: 96

Product Dimensions: 8.00(w) x 10.00(h) x (d)

Series: Wesleyan Poetry Series

FRED MOTEN is a professor of English at the University of California, Riverside. He is the author of Arkansas, Poems (with Jim Behrle), I ran from it but was still in it, Hughson's Tavern, B Jenkins, The Feel Trio, and the critical works In the Break: The Aesthetics of the Black Radical Tradition and The Undercommons: Fugitive Planning and Black Study (with Stefano Harney).

Table of Contents

fortrd.fortrn hand up to your ear hard enough to enjoy nothing, even more, and another.
aj, this for underneath your beautiful proof of concept.
eve is a texture dave is centering.
mudede waters like josé muñificent.
wait for it the gramsci monument all topological last friday evening all all up on that t-shirt akomfrahgment dance warm sweet nancy wilson saved frank ramsay.
I lay with francis in the margin.
ra, your gignity our echo.
grad grind, gentles, till the park is gone.
jaki byard, blues for smoke test laura (made me listen to