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Dorothea Tanning (1910-2012)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. "Artist, Once" from Coming to That. Copyright © 2011 by Dorothea Tanning.
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By Stephen Burt “Each of the four sections of this book is punctuated by Burt’s brilliant version of a poem by Callimachus. Burt thereby casts an eerie light on the American life that fills the rest of his book, as the poems move from the endless deferral of adolescence (‘we will know who we are once we have won’) to the plenitude and deprivations that sustain adulthood. This is a masterly book by one of the most gifted poets of his generation.” —Frank Bidart |
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By Stephen Burt “Each of the four sections of this book is punctuated by Burt’s brilliant version of a poem by Callimachus. Burt thereby casts an eerie light on the American life that fills the rest of his book, as the poems move from the endless deferral of adolescence (‘we will know who we are once we have won’) to the plenitude and deprivations that sustain adulthood. This is a masterly book by one of the most gifted poets of his generation.” —Frank Bidart |
By Alyson Hagy |
By Kevin McIlvoy “The McIlvoyian insight and charm return, full force.” —Kirkus |
By Elizabeth Alexander "In narratives sweetened by the lyric pulse and pierced through by felicitous turns of irony, Alexander chronicles the world of 'black and tan'. Race is present in her poems in the way that sex, class, age, even weather are present in all of our lives." —Rita Dove, "Poets Choice," The Washington Post |
"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."