You are the Battery by Thomas Devaney
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"When you read a Denvaney poem, he is fully "there," although to himself he is "now." He takes you into his observations, common enough subjects of contemplation, and makes them subtle as he turns them around for you in the light of his attention. Voila, the uncommon, the camouflage reality wears. He offers a perfectly finished narrative puzzle ("How to Keep Alive"), a mental collage that really works ("The Pileup"), a wry down-to-earth Irish nostalgia without false sentiment ("One of Those Songs"). He can make a head-bending perception seem simple through care of construction ("When I felt Free"). Exactness and restraint. Born-to-tell stuff. You are the Battery and me, we got engaged. You'll read this book a few times over and come back." - John Godfrey
About the Author
Thomas Devaney is a poet and the author of You Are the Battery (Black Square Editions, 2019) Getting to Philadelphia (Hanging Loose Press, 2019), Runaway Goat Cart (Hanging Loose Press, 2015), Calamity Jane (Furniture Press Books, 2014), The Picture that Remains with photographer Will Brown (The Print Center, 2014), A Series of Small Boxes (Fish Drum, 2007), and The American Pragmatist Fell in Love (Banshee Press, 1999). Devaney is the producer and co-director with Greenhouse Media of the documentary The Bicentennial in Philadelphia (slated for 2020). He is a 2014 Pew Fellow in the Arts and teaches at Haverford College.
Reviews
“Thomas Devaney's You are the Battery is an intimate address to poetry, friendship, and the culture we attend to and relish in to define a sense of the inner life. His poems are "right where I was looking," but didn't realize I was until his poem called my attention to how the "views are miraculous," or to his "genuine voice," which I can't help thinking about. His voice is embedded in the collective and stunning articulation of unfettered feelings. He builds descriptions that have a quotidian enchantment, exploring their nuanced feelings: ‘Our spirits ceased to brood, but the scent of the wet dog stayed on.’” – Prageeta Sharma
