February 1, 2012
—It is with profound sadness that we announce that brilliant poet and visual artist Dorothea Tanning, author of A Table of Content and Coming to That, passed away in her sleep last night. She was 101 years old.
"All of us at Graywolf Press note with sadness the death of Dorothea Tanning," said senior editor Jeffrey Shotts. "We are honored to have published her two poetry books, the first of which was published when she was 94 and the second of which was published just last fall when she turned 101. As she herself remarked, with her usual wry self-awareness, she was 'the oldest emerging poet.' The fact that she could have such an illustrious career as a visual artist and, so late in that career, then turn to poetry with such forceful craft and signature imagination is a triumph of her unparalleled vision and indomitable spirit. Working with her over two books has been one of the greatest delights of my career as an editor. Knowing her these last ten years will remain one of the signposts of my life. She is missed."
ARTIST, ONCE
That was in a room for rent.
It had a window and a bed,
it was enough for dreaming,
for stunning facts like being
at last, and undeniably
in NYC, enough to hold
enfolded as in pregnancy,
those not-yet-painted works
to be. They, hanging fire,
slow to come—to come
out—being deep inside her,
oozing metamorphosis
in her warm dark, took
their time and promised.
Fast forward. Trapped in now,
she's not all that sure.
Compared to what entwined
her mind before the test,
before the raw achievement
pat, secure—oh, such bounty
to be lived, yet untasted,
undefined—all the rest . . .
“A back to nature tale in the tradition of Deliverance. . . . By novel’s end, Percy
has successfully put a new spin on his favorite message: Men’s bodies might be
durable, but their emotions are more brittle than they ever prefer to say.”
By Albert Goldbarth "Goldbarth marries emotions, thoughts, and events we never thought to
see in proximity to one another; through his genius we rediscover the
world's history and our own. No one else now is writing what Albert
Goldbarth gives us because no one else can." —Frederick Busch
By John Haines "John Haines is a master writer, as we have known for years. Now this
book reveals more: a range of intelligence and affection such that I
cannot imagine any reader being unmoved by them. It is a great and
splendid book."—Hayden Carruth
By Tony Hoagland "An absolutely refreshing compound of playfulness and depth. . . .
There's no warmed-over theory on this menu, and no guilt casserole
either: it's an unabashedly spicy book. But if one is seduced into the
book by the wildness of its flavors, one finishes by loving its
substance." —Heather McHugh
By Rainer Maria Rilke and A. Poulin, Jr. The only definitive volume of Rilke’s French poetry.
"These are poems of meticulous insight and feeling." —Chicago Sun Times