Today's poem is "Siren Song"
from Prop Rockery

The University of Akron Press

Emily Rosko is the author of Raw Goods Inventory, which was awarded the 2005 Iowa Poetry Prize and the 2007 Glasgow Prize for Emerging Writers from Shenandoah, and the editor of A Broken Thing: Poets on the Line. A former Wallace Stegner Fellow, she is assistant professor at the College of Charleston.

Other poems by Emily Rosko in Verse Daily:
September 27, 2010:   "Timbered" "Round and round they go..."
October 30, 2007:   "[Accoutred as I was plungèd in]" " Slippery slope of affects. I wetted..."
December 20, 2004:  "Elephant" "Nickel-gray or computer..."
March 8, 2003:  "Even Before Your Elbow Knocked Over The Glass" "First, there were the broken pieces..."

Books by Emily Rosko:

Other poems on the web by Emily Rosko:
Two poems
Four poems
Three poems
Two poems
from Weather Inventions
Two poems
"Conduct" About Prop Rockery:

"Art is about something the way a cat is about the house,” says Allen Grossman. This is abundantly true of Emily Rosko’s poems in Prop Rockery, a condition she defines with a quote from King Lear: “a looped and windowed raggedness.” And while this condition is “pretend,” and these poems are indeed virtuoso performances, the despair, loneliness, lies, and miscommunication they examine are as real as anything in art. Parataxis and fragments meet rhyme and chewy-on-the-tongue Anglo Saxon diction at the axis of postmodern irony. Prop Rockery explodes in your mouth-no sugar, plenty of bite."
—Natasha Sajé

"Emily Rosko continues to deepen her lively and intelligent tour of the allusive and investigative imagination that she began in Raw Goods Inventory, to wonderful effect. Shakespeare is here, several times, as instigating muse, and where she takes this inspiration is a wild boat ride of language and image spanning much of the last 500 years. To this journey she brings a confidence that is up to the large task of holding these disparate threads together, leaving just enough space between them to dance. As she writes: “I was shaken as salt. I was / as industrial as a drill. Oh pity-poor // fractured me, brain-way-sided, boring / through and through, full of ballas and glue.” It’s a lovely book, worthy of attention."
—John Gallaher

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