What I'm Looking For: Selected Poems 2005-2017

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Gathering the best of her first five collections, a 'sexy, cerebral and romantic' introduction to one of the US's most charismatic and kinetically intelligent poets At times loose-limbed, freewheeling and conversational, at times musically taut, and often miraculously both at once, Maureen N. McLane's poetry has been described as having 'a tonal register somewhere between teenage fangirl and Wordsworth professor' (London Review of Books). What I'm Looking For gathers selections from her first five books of poetry, from the mixture of love poems and breezy skewerings of Great Literature that characterize her debut, Same Life, to the later collections' shadowing of a mind roaming wittily through nature, philosophy, music and sex, and the bravura life-story-in-episodes of Mz N- the serial. Brainy, funny, passionate, uncool and always utterly charming, these 'sexy, cerebral and romantic' poems (The New York Times Book Review) will make you 'laugh, cry and think in quick succession, or all at once' (Sarah Howe).

Maureen N. McLane was raised in upstate New York before gaining degrees from Harvard University, the University of Oxford, where she was a Rhodes Scholar, and the University of Chicago. Her books of poetry are Same Life (2008), World Enough (2010), This Blue (2014), Mz N- the serial (2016) and Some Say (2017). My Poets, a hybrid of memoir and criticism, was a finalist for the 2012 National Book Critics Circle Award for Autobiography. McLane is Professor of English at New York University.

I don't recommend Maureen N. McLane as much as proselytize for her. She's my favourite living poet . . . [Her work] bristles with life, feeling, argument -- Parul Sehgal * The New York Times Book Review * Breezy and inviting, but also rich and far-reaching . . . Many of the poems are so lovely that one notices their phrasing and pacing first, and then their deeper layers . . . McLane . . . knows when to dazzle and when to disrupt the reader's expectations with a risque or cheeky observation -- Elizabeth Lund * Washington Post * These are poems that keep you on your toes . . . McLane renders each phrase with the precise and steady hand of an ice sculptor. Her consummate finesse can be a source of delight -- Jeff Gordinier * The New York Times Book Review * Her mix of the humorous and the cerebral is at once exuberant and rinsed with melancholy . . . It is possible to be carried so far by McLane - by her knowledge, wit, generosity, and musical ear - that one is carried away -- Christine Smallwood * Harper's * The unstoppable, riverish fever of her enjambed, short-lined poems quickly draws one down through her mind, which is as good a prism as any I know of to encounter the external "effects" of nature, beauty, body . . . she makes memory, inside poetry, a downright erotic activity. It's not just the sex of her thought, but the sex of thought itself that breathes through these gorgeous poems -- Adam Fitzgerald * Lithub *