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    Dancing, with Mirrors
    Dancing, with Mirrors
    Dancing, with Mirrors
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    Dancing, with Mirrors

    By George Amabile

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    Dancing, with Mirrors is George Amabile’s ‘lyrical retrospective’, a thoughtful fragmentation and re-arrangement of his personal history. These eleven ‘cantos’ tumble into and over each other in a rush of passion, memory, devastation, and quiet moments that promise renewal; here, Amabile’s talent for sounding the complex depths of everyday life shines like a beacon.
    LanguageEnglish
    Publisherporcupinequill
    Release dateSep 1, 2011
    ISBN9781123173901
    Dancing, with Mirrors
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    George Amabile

    George Amabile has published ten books and has had his work published in over a hundred national and international venues, including The New Yorker, Poetry (Chicago), American Poetry Review, Botteghe Oscure, The Globe and Mail, The Penguin Book of Canadian Verse, Saturday Night, Poetry Australia, Sur (Buenos Aires), Poetry Canada Review, and Canadian Literature. He has won awards in the CAA National Prize, the CBC Literary Competition, the Petra Kenney International Competition and the MAC national poetry contest, and the National Magazine Awards. His most recent publications are a long poem, Dancing, with Mirrors (Porcupine's Quill, 2011) and Small Change (Fiction, Libros Libertad, 2011) both of which won Bressani Awards. George Amabile lives in Winnipeg.

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