Beginning this Friday February 10th, and for the remaining Fridays in this semester, the library will close at 6 p.m.
We will, however, still be open Saturday 10 a.m.-5 p.m. and Sunday 2 p.m. - 2 a.m.
Library Hours | Spring 2017
(Beginning Friday, February 10)
|Sunday :||2 p.m. - 2 a.m.|
|Monday - Thursday :||7 a.m. - 2 a.m.|
|Friday :||7 a.m. - 6 p.m.|
|Saturday :||10 a.m. - 5 p.m.|
Please visit http://library.fairmontstate.edu/about/hours for a full listing of library hours.
Reference librarian Sharon Mazure adds finishing touches
The Fairmont State University Holiday Tree Competition is being held this week on Main Street in the Falcon Center, and the Ruth Ann Musick Library is in on the fun! The Library faculty and staff selected a crafty book theme for the tree, from the decoupaged star at the top to the wintery holiday titles nestled beneath.
Participants can "vote" by contributing non-perishable items, all of which will be donated to the Falcon Nest. In addition to the popular vote, Tim Oxley and Bob Mild will be factoring in "style points." Voting will begin at 8 a.m. on December 14th and end on December 15th at 12 p.m. noon.
Due to necessary upgrades and maintenance, access to the library databases from off-campus locations using EZproxy may be unavailable for a few hours starting at approximately 7 a.m. on Monday, August 3. We apologize for any inconvenience and thank you for understanding.
Feeling stressed? Overwhelmed with projects? Dreading Finals Week? Then you’ll want to stop by the Ruth Ann Musick Library Lobby on Monday, May 11th, from 7pm-8:30, when Mountaineer Therapy Dogs of Morgantown will have some of their wonderful pets to help you de-stress, relax with a canine buddy, and to learn about therapy dogs. It’s time to “Paws To Relax” !!!
Please join us on Tuesday, April 28th, at 12:30pm in the Library’s TabLab, located on the middle floor of the Library, for a reading and book signing by Dr. Elizabeth Savage, whose volume of poetry, Idylliad, was recently published by Furniture Press Books.
Dr. Savage has been a professor in the Department of Language and Literature since 2001.
Copies of the book will be available for purchase ($12.00) and signing after the event. Furniture Press has published an earlier volume of Savage’s poems, Grammar, in 2012, (also available for $12.00) as well as a chapbook now in its second printing, Jane & Paige, or Sister Goose, Twenty-Four Women & Girls.
Here’s a sample:
There’s a better shrine
to the contrary
to her waist
than she is cold
What the critics are saying:
From tenement to “arm’s breadth exit ramp” to hills and trees “suitable for wandering,” Elizabeth Savage’s Idylliad traces a vital new territory (not property) for American poetry. Sparse and abundant; ordinary and surprising; brutal and humane as the land from which they spring, these late lyrics wake “as/ antonyms turning/ over in the mind.” In a world of seemingly endless war and suffering, Savage’s poetry implores us to cleave to life, to listen and remember, so that our human hearts may change.
- Ethel Rackin, author of The Forever Notes
Epic and idyll collide in the pristine, masterfully compressed lyrics of Elizabeth Savage’s Idylliad. Under Savage’s microscope, one West Virginia garden and home become spaces for prayer, war, and the excavation of memory—wilderness “wipes its feet” and becomes “visible like one/who splashes past.” These poems wander and notice, bursting with a sense of wonder for the natural and domestic world—and in that wonder lies a devastating, compassionate wisdom. Savage’s poems startle us into recognition of the incredible beauty in a single shaft of sunlight, morels after a rain storm, or the sound of a grackle in the distance. In these poems, our “pronged planet” “hold[s] its ground” even as we find “acre after acre of elegy.” Savage’s perfectly crafted lines burst with music, and seamless metaphors meld into one another with no start or stop, enacting the infirm boundaries between the human and natural worlds. Idylliad argues that it is in the natural world that we are never disowned, even when we disown it or think we own it. One poem proclaims, “Because there is more/craving than there is mountain/most do not care//climb or wrangle.” In these poems, Savage climbs, wrangles, and above all, cares—for the mountain, for the craving, and for everything in between.
-Alyse Knorr, author of Annotated Glass
If the idyll is idealized; if the idyll is rustic in form; if the idyll is peaceful; if the Iliad is war—Idylliad is a beautiful transmutation, a perplexing hybrid of these opposing forces. Elizabeth Savage perplexes me in the most pleasant way. Her mind of winter at work in the image of a bird feeder “trembling with dense / bristling glitter,” these taxonomies of Savage’s seasons. Each creature flickers on the edges of my vision. Savage’s lines give access “(& the ravenous / grackle hacks a passage / through).” These poems circle a year, from the “gray pope / of January” in snow through “when weather suits / our feathers” to “the June / in juniper.” The poems are unafraid, beautiful, “in battle punch the clock,” & “silky like ice / in the nude.” The truth is, I want to be in these poems for a long time; “the truth is / trunks are / two wings wide.”
-Pattie McCarty, author of Marybones