new: faber book covers + giveaway

by Grace Bonney

I’m in book mode these days so I love seeing what other publishers are producing. Faber just released a gorgeous series based on the Romantic Poets and inspired by the designs of Josiah Wedgwood and I’m loving both the covers and endpapers. The collection celebrates Byron, Clare, Coleridge, Wordsworth, Shelley, Blake, Burns and Keats through re-imagined covers by contemporary artists. Faber senior designer Miriam Rosenbloom commissioned original prints for the book jackets and endpapers that draw from classic Wedgwood designs. I’ve chosen some of my favorite designs above and below, but I’m thrilled because Faber is going to give away three full sets and a canvas bag based on the collection to three lucky D*S readers (open to all readers internationally)! If you’d like to win one of these beautiful sets of poetry books, please leave a comment below with a line from your favorite poem (please include the author’s name) and the Faber team will choose their three favorites to win. The deadline for comment entries is Wednesday, September 28th at 10pm EST. Thanks to much to everyone at Faber for sharing these with us! xo, grace

*UPDATE: The Faber winners have been notified via email. Thank you to everyone who entered!

More images of the books continue after the jump!

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  • The imperfect is our paradise.
    Note that in this bitterness, delight,
    Since the imperfect is so hot in us
    Lies in flawed words and stubborn sounds.

    Wallace Stevens

  • you see, i want a lot.
    maybe i want it all:
    the darkness of each endless fall,
    the shimmering light of each ascent.

    Ranier Maria Rilke

  • I know this is too late for entering the competition, but I thought I’d leave a comment to say how delightful I think this artwork is- a fitting tribute to such beautiful poetry!

    ‘His words. How they tone up, then polarize or identify certain pleasures. Activate some as yet unexercised part. But the beautiful surface is always involved with seduction.’
    –Kathleen Fraser

  • Yet Nature is the builder, and contrives
    Homes for her children’s comfort, even here ;
    Where Solitude’s disciples spend their lives
    Unseen, save when a wanderer passes near
    That loves such pleasant places. Deep adown,
    The nest is made a hermit’s mossy cell.
    Snug lie her curious eggs in number five,
    Of deadened green, or rather olive brown ;
    And the old prickly thorn-bush guards them well.
    So here we’ll leave them, still unknown to wrong,
    As the old woodland’s legacy of song.

    John Clare’s “The Nightingale’s Nest” (1832)

  • “I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
    Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
    And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
    And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.”
    – John Masefield

  • So I love you because I know no other way
    than this: Where I does not exist, nor you
    So close that your hand on my chest is my hand
    So close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

    Pablo Neruda

  • End of the year, of spring; wind, renouncing the world, leaves
    The empty harvested fields with a farewell call to the bees –
    Rabindranath Tagore

  • no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want
    no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
    and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
    and whatever a sun will always sing is you
    e.e cummings
    i carry your heart

  • The birds around me hopp’d and play’d,
    Their thoughts I cannot measure,
    But the least motion which they made
    It seem’d a thrill of pleasure.

    William Wordsworth (Words Written in Early Spring, 1875)

  • This sea that bares her bosom to the moon,
    The winds that will be howling at all hours,
    And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers,
    For this, for everthing, we are out of tune;
    It moves us not. -Great God!
    Donna Betty I love poetry and reading and always have. Now that I’m housebound it’s so wonderful to be able to “leave” in my mind
    Thank You for this and I’ll read all the comments.
    Very cool.

  • This sea that bares her bosom to the moon,
    The winds that will be howling at all hours,
    And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers,
    For this, for everthing, we are out of tune;
    It moves us not. -Great God!

  • Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they?
    Think not of them, thou hast thy music too…
    –John Keats

  • How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
    I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
    My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
    For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
    I love thee to the level of every day’s
    Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
    I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;

    Elizabeth Barrett Browning
    I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
    I love with a passion put to use
    In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
    I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
    With my lost saints, — I love thee with the breath,
    Smiles, tears, of all my life! — and, if God choose,
    I shall but love thee better after death.

  • Carnal Apple, Woman Filled, Burning Moon
    -Pablo Neruda
    “Love is a war of lightning,
    and two bodies ruined by a single sweetness.”

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