{"id":25,"date":"2014-10-21T22:34:26","date_gmt":"2014-10-21T22:34:26","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/petercovino.com\/WPtest\/?p=25"},"modified":"2017-03-30T21:06:12","modified_gmt":"2017-03-30T21:06:12","slug":"o-heart-claudia-keelan","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/barrowstreet.org\/press\/book\/o-heart-claudia-keelan\/","title":{"rendered":"<em>O, HEART<\/em>, CLAUDIA KEELAN"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/barrowstreet.org\/press\/book\/o-heart-claudia-keelan\/\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"vertical-align:text-top alignleft\" src=\"http:\/\/barrowstreet.org\/press\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/11\/oheartlarge.jpg\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a>At the center of this fabulous tale of the human heart a tale at once historical, scientific, musical, literary is a wrenched lyric cry, the cry of a particular woman in a particular place, the place uncharted, the woman floating between the remembered ecstasies of youth and the unforeseen rigors of age: I break my heart all by myself. Like the tutelary spirits she conjures Bronte, Dickinson, Bowles Claudia Keelan prefers the heart broken, and the extravagant, multi-voiced drama of <em>O, Heart<\/em> is itself the evidence that, once broken, the heart is never alone.<br \/>\n\u2014James Longenbach<\/p>\n<form action=\"https:\/\/www.paypal.com\/cgi-bin\/webscr\" method=\"post\" target=\"_top\"><input name=\"cmd\" type=\"hidden\" value=\"_s-xclick\" \/><input type=\"hidden\" name=\"hosted_button_id\" value=\"BVNYA4NEDKCWJ\"><input alt=\"PayPal - The safer, easier way to pay online!\" name=\"submit\" src=\"https:\/\/www.paypalobjects.com\/en_US\/i\/btn\/btn_buynow_SM.gif\" type=\"image\" \/><br \/>\n<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" style=\"display: none ! important;\" hidden=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/www.paypalobjects.com\/en_US\/i\/scr\/pixel.gif\" alt=\"\" width=\"1\" height=\"1\" border=\"0\" \/><\/form>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p>&#8220;The recycled Beloved \/ Her heart turns to tragedy, turns away&#8221; <a class=\"twitter-share-button\" href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/share\" data-url=\"http:\/\/bit.ly\/1vWqJcQ\" data-text=\"&quot;The recycled Beloved \/ Her heart turns to tragedy, turns away&quot; @ClaudiaKeelan #OHeart\" data-count=\"none\">Tweet<\/a><br \/>\n<script>\/\/ <![CDATA[\n!function(d,s,id){var js,fjs=d.getElementsByTagName(s)[0],p=\/^http:\/.test(d.location)?'http':'https';if(!d.getElementById(id)){js=d.createElement(s);js.id=id;js.src=p+':\/\/platform.twitter.com\/widgets.js';fjs.parentNode.insertBefore(js,fjs);}}(document, 'script', 'twitter-wjs');\n\/\/ ]]><\/script><\/p>\n<p>&#8220;The woman is not a ruin&#8221; <a class=\"twitter-share-button\" href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/share\" data-url=\"http:\/\/bit.ly\/1vWqJcQ\" data-text=\"&quot;The woman is not a ruin&quot; @ClaudiaKeelan #OHeart\" data-count=\"none\">Tweet<\/a><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/blackmountaininstitute.org\/news-and-events\/events-archive\/2013-14\/o-heart-by-claudia-keelan\/\">Watch <em>O, Heart<\/em> at the Black Mountain Institute<\/a><script>\/\/ <![CDATA[\n!function(d,s,id){var js,fjs=d.getElementsByTagName(s)[0],p=\/^http:\/.test(d.location)?'http':'https';if(!d.getElementById(id)){js=d.createElement(s);js.id=id;js.src=p+':\/\/platform.twitter.com\/widgets.js';fjs.parentNode.insertBefore(js,fjs);}}(document, 'script', 'twitter-wjs');\n\/\/ ]]><\/script><\/p>\n<p><code><\/code><br \/>\n<strong>First Acts<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>The woman is alone on the stage<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;His eye would trouble me no more&#8230;&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>What was in Poe&#8217;s heart<br \/>\nThat all his tales express the outward<br \/>\nMurder or death of something\u2014<\/p>\n<p>Old men, eyes, Ligeia, hearts, etc\u2014<br \/>\nWhile the narrator goes quickly crazy himself,<br \/>\nEmbodied and disembodied, in the act?<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Meantime the hellish tattoo of the heart increased&#8230;&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>And no one can tell if it&#8217;s his<br \/>\nOr the old man&#8217;s, though it becomes clear\u2014<br \/>\nNothing becomes clear.<\/p>\n<p>In the 19th century,<br \/>\nPeople believed that emotions<br \/>\nCame from the heart<br \/>\nBut now we know<br \/>\nThat they come from the brain\u2014<br \/>\nEmotions, and that helps us\u2014<\/p>\n<p>Ahab and his whale,<br \/>\nHawthorne and &#8220;The Birthmark&#8221;<br \/>\nAnd <em>The Scarlet Letter<\/em>,<br \/>\nAll these signs signifying<\/p>\n<p><em>The Red Badge of Courage<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Every girl loves a coward<br \/>\nKate swimming out to sea<br \/>\nAt the end of <em>The Awakening<\/em>,<br \/>\nSwimming away from possession,<br \/>\nSwimming into the possession<br \/>\nOf her own heart,<br \/>\nWhich drowns her<\/p>\n<p><code><\/code><br \/>\n<strong>Buy <em>O, Heart<\/em> (2014) online via our secure payment service, Paypal:<br \/>\nISBN: 9780989329620<\/strong><\/p>\n<form action=\"https:\/\/www.paypal.com\/cgi-bin\/webscr\" method=\"post\" target=\"_top\"><input name=\"cmd\" type=\"hidden\" value=\"_s-xclick\" \/><input type=\"hidden\" name=\"hosted_button_id\" value=\"BVNYA4NEDKCWJ\"><input alt=\"PayPal - The safer, easier way to pay online!\" name=\"submit\" src=\"https:\/\/www.paypalobjects.com\/en_US\/i\/btn\/btn_buynow_SM.gif\" type=\"image\" \/><br \/>\n<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" style=\"display: none ! 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