Best of the Year: Poetry

December 18, 2011

“Ardency: A Chronicle of the Amistad Rebels’’

by Kevin Young (Knopf)

A good epic poem is hard to come by these days, and it’s not just because of our kitten-like attention spans that there aren’t more of them out there. The real challenge awaiting any would-be contemporary American epic poet is the impossible multiplicity of our history - how to tell our story without leaving someone out. Twenty years in the making, Kevin Young’s “Ardency,’’ a sprawling choral retelling of the 1839 uprising aboard the slave ship Amistad and the aftermath for its captives, rises fearlessly to the challenge of historical poetry, in both the breadth of its scope and the intimacy of its materials. Young transforms archived letters, artifacts, and oral accounts into a carefully composed clamor of voices, stolen through history into some of the year’s keenest lines. With stunning concision and detailed strokes, Young’s vision of American liberty is ongoing, all-encompassing, and utterly engrossing: “All we want is make us free.’’

MICHAEL BRODEUR

“Fall Higher’’ by Dean Young (Copper Canyon)

“I Want to Make You Safe’’ by Amy King (Litmus)

“Moving Day’’ by Ish Klein (Canarium)

“The Hermit’’ by Laura Solomon (Ugly Duckling)

“Destroyer and Preserver’’ by Matthew Rohrer (Wave)

“Selected Poems’’ by Mary Ruefle (Wave)

“Master of Disguises’’

by Charles Simic

(Houghton Mifflin Harcourt)

“I Was The Jukebox’’ by Sandra Beasley (Norton)

“Double Shadow’’ by Carl Phillips (Farrar, Straus and Giroux)

Michael Brodeur is an assistant arts editor at the Globe. He can be reached at mbrodeur@globe.com.

“New Collected Poems’’

by Iain Crichton Smith (Carcanet)

Iain Crichton Smith (1928-1998) was a prolific writer - in both English and Scottish Gaelic - of poems, novels, and short stories; his “New Collected Poems’’ alone is more than 500 pages long. He was raised on the Isle of Lewis, which is no better known to Americans than he is, though as one poem explains: “It is the island that goes away, not we who leave it.’’ We’ve been missing out on a terrific body of work. Crichton Smith’s imagination was productive: There was nothing he didn’t notice or feel, little he couldn’t say. His poetry combines hawk-like precision with sweeping range, as in this excerpt in the collection from an impressively Blakean long-poem, “The Human Face’’:

“Naïve soldier, you may be just/ fighting your own interest/ and the flag you capture with hot wrist/ may be your own,/ and the knife that twists inside your breast/ made of your bone.’’

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“Threshold Songs’’ by Peter Gizzi (Wesleyan)

“Poems’’ by Elizabeth Bishop (Farrar, Straus and Giroux)

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