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Lauren Elkin
Lauren Elkin is most recently the author of No. 91/92: notes on a Parisian commute (Semiotext(e)/Fugitives) and the UK translator of Simone de Beauvoir's previously unpublished novel, The Inseparables (Vintage). Her previous book Flâneuse: Women Walk the City (Chatto/FSG) was a finalist for the PEN/Diamonstein-Spielvogel Award for the Art of the Essay, a New York Times Notable Book of 2017, and a BBC Radio 4 Book of the Week. Her essays have appeared in Granta, the London Review of Books, Harper’s, the New York Times, and Frieze, among others. Her next book, Art Monsters, will be out in July 2023 (Chatto/FSG). She lives in London.

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Maria Gainza’s ‘Optic Nerve’

Book Review

May 2019

Lauren Elkin

Book Review

May 2019

In his foreword to A Thousand Plateaus, on the pleasures of philosophy, and of Deleuze and Guattari’s philosophy in particular, Brian Massumi writes:  ...

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Issue No. 8

Barking From the Margins: On écriture féminine

Lauren Elkin

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Issue No. 8

 I. Two moments in May May 2, 2011. The novelists Siri Hustvedt and Céline Curiol are giving a talk...

Described by its publisher as a ‘generous selection’, Peter Gizzi’s Sky Burial: New & Selected Poems (Carcanet, 2019) is more of a waterfall or a plenitudal montage of thirty years of work, probably equivalent to four full collections glued together (though in fact it draws from seven collections, from 1992 to the present) The poems are continually arresting and expansive, containing Whitmanian multitudes The result is enjoyably overwhelming, and makes Sky Burial a difficult book to review There is so much interesting foam flying off these poems, that read like light glinting off stacked objects in an opened storage unit stuffed to the brim with salvage from the car boot of American poetry, or like Emily Dickinson listening to bees; ‘Like trains of cars on tracks of plush’   Each collection and poem carries differences in preoccupations and in times: times of writing, of referents that carry their own times, and in the different ‘I’s-as-self-prophesying manifestations that Gizzi conjures His poetic avatar, over the collection, is an unstable textural spectre/s arising across decades I am interested in how parts of collections are recycled outside of their original contexts in volumes of ‘Selected Poems’, and in this instance Gizzi has decided not to delineate the start of separate collections within Sky Burial outside of the table of contents This, I think, suits the atemporal present found in these often-lyric poems: the weird flattening effect of a ‘Selected Poems’ is that they can all seem to have been written just now, if you don’t poke at them too much They participate in a kind of flexible repristination Adjacently, Gizzi’s ongoing project involves exploring the self as constituted and re-constituted by language and writing poetry, as well as poetic text as a continuing participatory material in the world The velocity of ‘Selected Poems’ as a concept is like Gizzi’s own poetic velocity: both are hopeful projects – to make things always new, recasting fragments or even prior poems, lyric conventions, or prior poetic selves This is the hopeful project of being a poet, and the attendant responsibilities of poetry as a vocation, not only as

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August 2014

Lauren Elkin

Contributor

August 2014

Lauren Elkin is most recently the author of No. 91/92: notes on a Parisian commute (Semiotext(e)/Fugitives) and the UK...

The End of Francophonie: The Politics of French Literature

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Issue No. 2

Lauren Elkin

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Issue No. 2

I. We were a couple of minutes late for the panel we’d hoped to attend. The doors were closed and there was a surly-looking...

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January 2014

Son of Man

Yi Mun-yol

TR. Brother Anthony of Taizé

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January 2014

Rain falling onto thick layers of accumulated dust had left the windows of the criminal investigations office so mottled...

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Issue No. 12

Parra!

Parra

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Issue No. 12

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February 2014

Coral

R. B. Pillay

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February 2014

Early one morning, you wake up with the smell of burnt sheets in your nose, the sheets that you...

 

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