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Title: Letter Composed During a Lull in the Fighting
Subtitle: Poems
Author: Kevin Powers
Narrator: Kevin Powers
Format: Unabridged
Length: 1 hr and 10 mins
Language: English
Release date: 04-01-14
Publisher: Hachette Audio
Ratings: 3 of 5 out of 1 votes
Genres: Drama & Poetry, Poetry
Publisher's Summary:
National Book Award finalist, Iraq war veteran, novelist, and poet Kevin Powers creates a deeply affecting portrait of a life shaped by war.
Letter Composed During a Lull in the Fighting captures the many moments that comprise a soldier's life: Driving down the Texas highway; waiting for the unknown in the dry Iraq heat; writing a love letter; listening to a mother recount her dreams. Written with evocative language and discernment, Powers' poetry strives to make sense of the war and its echoes through human experience.
Just as The Yellow Birds was hailed as the "first literary masterpiece produced by the Iraq war", (Los Angeles Times) this collection will make its mark as a powerful, enduring work.
Members Reviews:
Kevin Powers' War Poetry: Emptiness, Meaninglessness, Sorrow
Kevin Powers has given us a fine novel of interrelated stories, The Yellow Birds, and a slender volume of relentlessly somber poetry, Letter Composed During a Lull in the Fighting: Poems. Each complements the other: the poems read like a gloss on the novel, the novel - which I read first - seems in retrospect a commentary on the poems.
Powers' poetic project is foreshadowed in the first piece and expanded upon in the following two selections. I defy anyone to read these three short poems and not continue through the remaining 88 pages (as I said, slender). The key is in the final three lines of the first, "Customs."
...I can tell you exactly
What I mean. The world has been replaced
by our ideas about the world.
This perspective Powers expands upon in his second poem, which is also the title of the book and which I reproduce in its entirety:
I tell her I love her like not killing
or ten minutes of sleep
beneath the low rooftop wall
on which my rifle rests.
I tell her in a letter that will stink,
when she opens it,
of bolt oil and burned powder
and the things it says.
I tell her how Pvt. Bartle says, offhand,
that war is just us
making little pieces of metal
pass through each other.
The third offering, "Great Plain," makes even more plain the Powers' philosophical perception that, yes, there's a big world out there, but even as we swan through it, we interpret it, and we use words to record those thoughts and the accompanying sense impressions, and it's the words that afterward linger in the air and await discovery by others. (Never mind that we all carry cameras around in our pockets and can also record the sounds of that world: these are poems, and we're not reciting Homer in the agora, we're reading them, perhaps aloud - I do - in our solitude.)
To my eyes, this first triad of unmetrical, unrhymed verse sets an unusually high bar - above all for perspective, use of language, and imagery - that Powers reaches relatively infrequently afterward, and mostly in the first two parts, which are unnamed but I think of as "The Home Front" and "In the Field and After" - of his four-segment volume. These war poems are lamentations: there's little of the jokey camaraderie that was at the center of The Yellow Birds, only the residual sorrow that hovers about after the demise of friends. Powers' verse is filled with loss, emptiness, meaninglessness, sadness.