|Enter the 2009
|Winner of the 2006 National
Poetry Review Book Prize
by Bryan Penberthy
Charleston City Paper Article - Pentown: Under the radar local poet Bryan Penberthy lands a surprise success
Post and Courier (Charleston) Article by Marjory Wentworth, SC State Poet Laureate: Young Poet's Debut Award-Winner
Listen to Bryan on "Conversations" with Joan Mack; the program is digitally accessible at this location.
|I cant believe I live
anywhere, the poet says in this remarkably dark, quirky, sad and surprising
collection of poems. But he doesin Expatriatetown and Elegytown, in Endtown and
Doubttown, on and on in his solitary travels. Bryan Penberthys brilliant guiding
metaphor goes past conceit to the multiple worlds within us, going past homage and
question and complaint, back to a source radiant and genuine. A toast to this fine first
If there were one American poet that the work of Bryan Penberthy most resembles, it might be the late Richard Hugo; but Penberthy is a far better poet than Dick was, with a wild sense of humor and none of the oppressive self-involvement that all too often freighted Hugos poetry. The mind behind these poems is obviously brilliant, and the personality engaging. Friends, meet Bryan Penberthy.
These poems are a work of multiple, ongoing scenarios, which beguile the reader each time one starts up again: This could be the best place youve known. These approaches to viewing the worldQuiettown, Pooltown, Sleeptown, and so onseem actually human rather than simply mechanically humanisticthat is, we live through them, and that sometimes is all we can do. Possibility exists, but truth follows a pattern just beyond ones control. Free will exists, not that it ends up doing us all that much good. So we tell our stories, these stories, and get on with it: Were only as real/as the landscape that shifts around us.
Alberto Ríos, 2007 T. S. Eliot Prize judge
Bryan Penberthys Lucktown is smart in its unflinching: the dead / cant be accurately counted, their ends are miserable and useless, and smart too in its hope for art. . . . And smart yet again in its hopeless hope for love triumphing over the persistent failure of love. . . . Lucktown believes in luck simply because sometimes your number has to come up on the roulette wheel or people would stop gambling. Lucktown itself, though, is a winner.
Reading Bryan Penberthys Lucktown is like looking through the facets of a well-cut prism to see a sometimes blurred, but rainbow-edged world come into sharp focus. He inhabits the endless towns of his imagination, which become surreal topoi for different psychic states. The poems titles are themselves a prose poem: lucktown, tigertown, pooltown, expatriatetown, oceantown, sleeptown, quiettown, doubttown, crazytown, smoketown, goodbyetown. The mood is indigo. All the worlds randomness, melancholias, self-delusions, hopes, yearnings, woundings, desires are given voice through a book of great formal rigor and variety. Yes, Penberthy is mining Richard Hugos boom-and-bust silver towns, but his small towns have the inconsolable dolor of his own Midwest. As Penberthy says, theres been some minor / talk of sending out a party // to find out what makes the world burn. / Theres been this kind of talk before. Yes, but this talk, though minor-keyed, is not minor. These poems do tell us what makes the world burn.
|Born in Dearborn, Michigan in 1976,
Bryan Penberthy currently lives in Charleston, South Carolina. In 2000, while an
undergraduate at Kansas State University, Penberthy was selected as an Associated Writing
Programs Intro Journals Project award winner for the poem Utah Before Stars.
Its appearance in Willow Springs the following winter marked his first major
In 2003 Penberthy completed his MFA at Purdue University, where he received the Leonard Neufeldt Award for his work. During his time at Purdue, Penberthy served as Poetry Editor for Sycamore Review.
Penberthys poetry has appeared in ACM, Bat City Review, Blackbird, Coal City Review, Crazyhorse, New Orleans Review, Poetry International, River Styx, Verse Daily, West Branch, and elsewhere.