No Place Like Home: Poems (Everyman’s Library Pocket Poets Series) Hardcover – February 1, 2022 by Jane Holloway

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Author: Holloway Jane

Color: Multicolor

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Number Of Pages: 288

Release Date: 01-02-2022

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Poets from around the world celebrate the universal appeal of the comforts of home in this unique anthology.

Whether inhabited or remembered, whether solitary or teeming with family, whether a refuge from the world or a connection to a community, home is essential to the self. The poems in this anthology invite us into urban apartments and cozy cottages, stately mansions and hermits’ huts. We watch a medieval housewife explain how she has spent her day; we join with Robert Herrick as he gives thanks for his “humble roof . . . weatherproof”; we peep in on Amy Lowell in the bath and John Donne in his bed, and join Joy Harjo at the kitchen table.

Home can mean many things: from Horace’s rural farm to Billy Collins’s favorite armchair, from Milton’s “blissful bower” in Paradise to Imtiaz Dharker’s “Living Space” in the slums of Mumbai. Mary Oliver imagines her dream house, Emily Dickinson dwells in possibility—”a fairer House than Prose,” and a wide range of displaced poets long for their home countries: Ovid, Joachim du Bellay, Kapka Kassabova, Mahmoud Darwish, and even Jules Supervielle feeling “Homesick for the Earth.” Wherever you happen to dwell or whatever your idea of domestic bliss, you are sure to find visions that resonate in
No Place Like Home.
About the Author
JANE HOLLOWAY is the editor of the Pocket Poet anthology
The Language of Flowers. She has been a senior editor at Everyman’s Library in the UK since its revival in 1991. She lives in Seaford, East Sussex.
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“This is the true nature of home – it is the place of Peace; the shelter, not only from all injury, but from all terror, doubt,and division. In so far as it is not this, it is not home; so far as the anxieties of the outer life penetrate into it, and the inconsistently minded, unknown, unloved, or hostile society of the outer world is allowed by either husband or wife to cross the threshold, it ceases to be home; it is then only a part of that outer world which you have roofed over, and lighted fire in.”
–JOHN RUSKIN,
Sesame and Lilies

“To be happy at home is the ultimate result of all ambition, the end to which every enterprise and labour tends, and of which every desire prompts the prosecution.”
–SAMUEL JOHNSON,
The Rambler