Chapters (60)
- Cover
- Title Page
- Personae
- I: Early Days
- One. Control
- Two. Doubt
- Three. Fate
- Four. Same
- Five. Fine Arts
- Six. In Loco Parentis
- Seven. Settling
- Eight. Neighbors
- Nine. Prospects
- Ten. The Lucky
- Eleven. Instruction
- Twelve. Same
- Thirteen. This Is a Pipe
- Fourteen. This Is Not a Pipe
- Fifteen. The Reason
- Sixteen. That Person
- Seventeen. Predictably
- II: Writing Teacher
- Eighteen. Early Poems
- Nineteen. Motivation
- Twenty. Allegory
- Twenty-One. Grief
- Twenty-Two. A Portrait
- Twenty-Three. Veils
- Twenty-Four. Soft Power
- Twenty-Five. Lists
- Twenty-Six. A Break
- Twenty-Seven. Elsewhere
- Twenty-Eight. Custom
- Twenty-Nine. Parity
- Thirty. Fortune
- III: Volta
- Thirty-One. Images
- Thirty-Two. A Very Interesting Young Man
- Thirty-Three. Letters
- Thirty-Four. We Prefer to See Ourselves Living
- Thirty-Five. Love
- Thirty-Six. The Iceberg
- IV: Your Best Reader
- Thirty-Seven. A Novelist
- Thirty-Eight. In Advance of the Broken Arm
- Thirty-Nine. Their Penultimate Encounter
- Forty. Détente
- Forty-One. Worlds
- Forty-Two. Recognition
- Forty-Three. Persistence
- Forty-Four. And Then
- Forty-Five. Mingling
- Forty-Six. You
- Forty-Seven. Persona
- Forty-Eight. Est et Non
- Forty-Nine. The Author
- Epilogue
- Afterword: The Libertine
- Acknowledgments
- About the Authors
“Ives . . . is quickly developing into a poet of sentences on par with the poem-essays of Lisa Robertson and Phil Hall for their sharp blend of lyric, thought, and wit.”
—ROB McLENNAN, author of Household Items
“Think of the upkeep of the minotaur at the center of what can only be the labyrinthine mind of Lucy Ives. This particular creature feeds on its own enclosure. Who said time is eternity turned into a moving image? How does this work on the page? As soon as Ives allows things focus, she pulls back, revealing a small component of a larger construct, but never anything objective and irreducibly whole. Thus, effectively her subject and obsession is not the demarcation of time, but the inability of time to be properly or comparatively enacted. What if Stein and Paul Éluard were a single poet? What if Wittgenstein, Elaine Scarry, and Charles and Ray Eames collaborated on a novelization of Terry Gilliam’s Time Bandits? What if Robbe-Grillet and Hélène Cixous were to rewrite The Duino Elegies as an essay? Daedalus never built anything quite like this. Good luck getting out.”
—NOAH ELI GORDON, author of Is That the Sound of a Piano Coming from Several Houses Down?
“Ives’s work is certain in its undoing of certainty; it has an unforgettable voice as it strips itself of voiced identity; it summons a deeply trusted narrator in a work which cunningly challenges that trust.”
—JORIE GRAHAM, author of Fast
ALSO BY LUCY IVES
My Thousand Novel
Anamnesis
Novel
Orange Roses
nineties
The Worldkillers
Human Events
The Hermit
Impossible Views of the World
Title Page
Rilke was a jerk.
JOHN BERRYMAN
Personae
PERSONAE
| TROY LOUDERMILK | First-year student in the Seminars for Writing; poet |
| HARRY REGO | Loudermilk’s companion |
| CLARE ELWIL | First-year student in the Seminars for Writing; fiction writer |
| LIZZIE HILLARY | Daughter of poets; fifteen years old |
| DON HILLARY | Instructor in the Seminars for Writing; poet |
| MARTA HILLARY | Instructor in the Seminars for Writing; poet |
| ANTON BEANS | Second-year poet |
I: Early Days
I
EARLY DAYS
One. Control
One
Control
Troy Augustus Loudermilk has a silver 1999 Land Cruiser with tinted windows and sunroof. He claims he bought it with cash from an out-of-court settlement with the SUNY system. The civil suit stemmed from “repeated unwelcome sexual advances” allegedly made by a thirty-seven-year-old female assistant professor, an anthropologist, during office hours. Loudermilk was adept enough to preserve a number of these encounters on tape. Highlights include an afternoon of rhetorical queries—why Loudermilk “keep[s] coming back for more”; then, “what [he is] so afraid of”—followed quickly on by the professor’s playful mimicry of an exotic felid. She clambers gamely onto her desk and begins to “lap cream” out of a “saucer”/course pack. She yowls and purrs. Even in audio format, it’s pretty damaging stuff.