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Cargando... Fault Treepor Kathryn L. Pringle
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Inscríbete en LibraryThing para averiguar si este libro te gustará. Actualmente no hay Conversaciones sobre este libro. Well, my friend Ron Kolm hated this book, but I didn't think it was so bad. I showed it to Ron in the back room of Muldoon's Pub on East 43rd Street, and he showered it with disdain; he was incensed. Fault Tree is the work of a young Californian language poet named Kathryn Pringle. Like most of its genre, it is a poetry of fracture, mystery, and inflection; the question with such verse, which tends towards the inscrutable and random-seeming, is whether it hangs together tightly enough to transcend its opacity. I think these poems do some of the time, but just barely. The general effect is one of philosophical concerns shattered and made ethereal and jangled -- "The precision of my rigid body in motion / has been mathematically proven" -- and of sinister totalitarian paranoia run rampant, fueled by psychotropic drugs and hallucinations of violence, of "a love / poem with blood and snow." The end result is diffuse but intermittently evocative. ( ) sin reseñas | añadir una reseña
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fault tree is a book-length poem divided into three connected effects stemming from one undesired state: time. This text poses time as a governing body overthrown by a simple mental repositioning--only 'inescapable' because so few have tried to escape. Using interrupted narrative and a deceptively simple diction, the poem follows one character through his quest to wrangle time and prove his own sanity as well as time's true nature. Through his relating to time, questions of place, class, politics, and culture are cast as the inextricable results of time's manipulation. No se han encontrado descripciones de biblioteca. |
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