Features poems about a daughter's final days with her dying father. This title explores the range of emotions she experiences in the face of losing her father to cancer - as she confronts, unflinchingly, the knowledge of a life and a death. It offers an examination of love and loss, a bittersweet, transcendent elegy.
Recently described by Joyce Carol Oates as a 'brilliant and fearless poet', Sharon Olds has long been regarded as a major American poet. When her selected poems were published in the UK in 1991, under the title The Sign of Saturn, she started to gather an enthusiastic audience in Britain. As Glyn Maxwell said in the TLS- 'The attention to line, the superbly focused detail, the way her autobiographical material strikes, shines, deepens, spreads- this, surely, is the sound the confessional hordes have been trying to utter since Lowell, the right road that is missed so easily.'The Father, first published in 1992, is often regarded as Sharon Olds' most important and powerful single book. In its poems, Olds narrows her focus to a sequence of startling and provocative poems about a daughter's final days with her dying father.In a voice that remains unsentimental throughout, the narrator explores with honesty and lyrical intensity the range of emotions she experiences in the face of losing her father to cancer - as she confronts, unflinchingly, the knowledge of a life and a death. The Father is an elegant, passionate examination of love and loss, a bittersweet, transcendent elegy.
Sharon Olds was born in San Francisco. Her poetry has been chosen as the Lamont Poetry Selection and won the National Book Critics Circle Award. She lives in New York City. Her Selected Poems was published by Cape in 2005, and her latest collection, One Secret Thing, in 2009.
The elegy is one of the root-forms of poetry, but the fifty-two poems in Sharon Olds' The Father, radiating from a death, feel new. The death of the father - anticipated, witnessed, remembered - draws from Olds an extraordinary dry attentiveness... It is a wonderful book. -- Adam Mars-Jones Independent on Sunday Sharon Olds's poems are pure fire in the hands - risky, on the verge of falling, and in the end leaping up. I love the roughness and humor and brag and tenderness and completion in her work as she carries the reader through rooms of passion and loss. -- Michael Ondaatje
'I closed this book in tears: Olds creates a profound beauty out of often ugly and deeply private emotions and situations which would sink anybody else.' Adam Thorpe, Observer