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The Octopus Museum

In these pages we see that what was once a generalized fear for our children car accidents falling from a tree is now hyper reasonable specific and multiple school shootings nuclear attack loss of health care a polluted planet As Shaughnessy conjures our potential future she movingly and often with humor en Kind of an odd read Partitioned into a few titled sections The Octopus Museum follows course in feeling a bit too disparate Both thematic and formal shifts are pronounced and seemingly haphazard in their integration into the larger collection here and there are a handful of cringy try hard dictive choices that do not work at all That said this is freuently very very beautiful and a bit near impenetrable in the wonderful ways uality poetry often is it s been a while since I ve have to excavate so rewardingly individual turns of phrase and thematic spinnings The first section in particular is so perfect that it largely sets up the rest of the work to disappoint even as it remains mostly very good Somewhat inconsistent and not always woven together elegantly but with individual entries as strong as anything I ve read in a while

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This collection of bold and scathingly beautiful feminist poems imagines what comes after our current age of environmental destruction racism sexism and divisive politicsInformed by Brenda Shaughnessy's craft as a poet and her worst fears as a mother the poems in The Octopus Museum blaze forth from her pen My favourite poems are the ones that when read feel like they answer a uestion I didn t know I had hadn t yet formed the poem as simultaneous uestion and answer And yet re readable and yielding a little bit with each readThe Idea of Others An animal is scritching in the wall behind my bed At first I thought it was some kind of water crackling in a heating pipe but what kind of water stops when you thump the wall I don t mean to be mean I mean to make it scurry off to send it to scritch somewhere I can t hear No I m not afraid it is small by the sound of its scritch I m not in Room 101 not worried about a gnarled whiskered rodent face chewing my eyelids in my sleep I know thesesmall animals if it is an animal are generally afraid of big intelligent me so far up the food chain capable of terrible violence if frightened I know they know they can never physically get me and are only after a crumb or a drop like everyone really No I m trying to protect my peace of mind my inner life my pest free dreams from these unseen labors in a frenzy in the wall behind my bed I was going to say it drives me mad and that is its fault or was I going to say who am I to judge the urges and intensities of another species What I ll say instead is that I am part of the universe privy to sounds parallel but unreachable and on some other levelthat I know I am alive factually unloving and alone

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Visions an age where cephalopods might rule over humankind a fate she suggests we may just deserve after destroying their oceans These heartbreaking terrified poems are the battle cry of a woman who is fighting for the survival of the world she loves and a stirring exhibition of who we are as a civilization We were uite literally gunning for our own extinction it now seems obvious If not by pandemic or self inflicted extreme climate events or bordernation hysteria gleefully murderous cops and presidents and dictators the infinite variations of pollution and cruelty and deliberate ignorance we threw children in prison we let them be sold and who was we we wondernow that we are no longer us


About the Author: Brenda Shaughnessy

Brenda Shaughnessy was born in Okinawa Japan in 1970 and grew up in Southern California She received her BA in literature and women's studies at the University of California Santa Cruz and she earned an MFA at Columbia UniversityShe is the author of Human Dark with Sugar Copper Canyon Press 2008 winner of the James Laughlin Award from the Academy of American Poets and Interior with



10 thoughts on “The Octopus Museum

  1. says:

    This poetry collection imagines a time in the future when our octopus overlords create a museum to remember the human species and its racism misogyny and total disregard for the natural world It is a rather melancholy collection that reflects on the issues of times with a rather pessimistic The language is often beautiful and the device of seeing ourselves through the eyes of another is illuminating “Are Women People” was a fa

  2. says:

    My favourite poems are the ones that when read feel like they answer a uestion I didn't know I had hadn't yet formed the poem as si

  3. says:

    Gorgeous uniue language line by line and poem by poem It's free verse and yet it falls into comforting familiar rh

  4. says:

    This is a bizarre set of poems – kinda dystopian kinda environmentalist – that imagines the world has been taken over by octopus overlords Plastics waste and guns have degraded human society to such an extent that goi

  5. says:

    I am clearly in the minority but I did not like this collection I found the writing and thoughts disharmonious a

  6. says:

    Kind of an odd read Partitioned into a few titled sections The Octopus Museum follows course in feeling a bit to

  7. says:

    We were uite literally gunning for our own extinction it now seems obvious If not by pandemic or self inflicted extreme climate events or borde

  8. says:

    From “Letter from an Elder” “Have we even understood us We were the humans a bafflement of evolution most species evolve to live; we devolved to evil Most infinitesimal specks get suashed by a much bigger foot and maybe we’

  9. says:

    Every time I read one of Brenda Shaughnessy's books I am infuriated by how easy she makes it look to write amazing poetry I can't remember the l

  10. says:

    I appreciated the whole of this book than its individual parts The overall theme of the book the octopoids and their domination of mankind the museum of The Times Before that resonated with me and I thought was well doneThe individual poems were up and down for me hit and miss I appreciated the playfulness of language To come apart we'd have to come together; and so I tried to make you come or When I learned to tell time I told

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