Sour Cherry — Natalia Theodoridou
Theodoridou […] takes readers beyond named characters like Agnes and Eunice, and largely beyond hope.
It would be tempting, if you were a theoretical physicist working on the first atomic bomb, to imagine yourself as a demiurge. To frame the process as spiritual longing for God’s wrath . . .
Adedayo Agarau and Isabella DeSendi
We are presenting a version of truth that perhaps no one will ever present in the same way we have. I am, we are, the scar, the proof, a testimony. How lucky we are to have language to help leave our marks on this world.
In the Realm of Motes – Baptiste Gaillard
Human witnesses are nowhere in this book
Silverman explains the ways the US’s richest people have moved to the political right
That’s exactly why I come to poems. I want an invitation and a command inflicted upon me. Boss me around to a better place, I say.
Governing Bodies: A Memoir, A Confluence, A Watershed — Sangamithra Iyer
One of the book’s strengths is how it carefully recounts exposure to ideas that accumulate into belief and eventually into action.
Have you ever been infected by a word? I have a memory of a German poet—and I haven’t been able to find this poem—but my memory of the translation is that it included the word “sistercreature.”
The vampire and the ex-rocker make a mournful pair: he with his ruined hands, she with her sad nocturnal life. He needs heroin; she needs blood. He has nothing left to live for; she hasn’t truly lived in centuries.
Anyway. Go forth and hold still to be astonished slowly by paying attention.