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Claire-Louise Bennett
Claire-Louise Bennett grew up in Wiltshire and studied literature and drama at the University of Roehampton, before settling in Galway. Her short fiction and essays have been published in The Stinging Fly, The Penny Dreadful, The Moth, Colony, The Irish Times, The White Review and gorse. She was awarded the inaugural White Review Short Story Prize in 2013 and has received bursaries from the Arts Council and Galway City Council. Her debut novel, Pondwas published by Fitzcarraldo Editions in 2015 and shortlisted for the Dylan Thomas Prize in 2016. Her second novel, Checkout 19, is published by Jonathan Cape in August 2021.

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The Russian Man

Fiction

Issue No. 27

Claire-Louise Bennett

Fiction

Issue No. 27

Many years ago a large Russian man with the longest tendrils of the softest white hair came to live in the fastest growing town...

poetry

Issue No. 13

Morning, Noon & Night

Claire-Louise Bennett

poetry

Issue No. 13

Sometimes a banana with coffee is nice. It ought not to be too ripe – in fact there should...

Early in Judith Schalansky’s An Inventory of Losses, the narrator describes the way an ancient form of writing survived oblivion The soft clay tablets on which the proto-ancient Greek script known as Linear B were written, detailing the income and expenditure of the Palace of Knossos, were hardened by a fire that destroyed nearly everything else around them, including most of the palace itself If not for the fire, the survival of that early practice of record-keeping by inscription is doubtful Such an irony seems central to Schalansky’s work Her new book is about what we have lost, but also what remains: in her case, not through fire but through imagination   Translated from the German by Jackie Smith, An Inventory of Losses is an attempt to confront what has been destroyed, either by time or human hand How can writing, it asks us, help us remember or mourn the inevitable destruction of things? In this series of prose pieces that mix essay, memoir and fiction, Schalansky describes a variety of objects that have disappeared from the world Her sense of what an object is – maybe ‘thing’ is a better word – is expansive, including animals, films, and buildings Each piece begins with a factual description of the item, and the accompanying text expands on it either by reconstructing the world in which the thing existed or sometimes imagining a scene that somehow resonates with it in a less direct way Whether she is describing a particular breed of extinct tiger, the lost poetry manuscripts of Sappho, or monumental buildings from Schalansky’s own East Berlin childhood, her book is part Wunderkammer, part memento mori   The book calls itself an ‘inventory,’ and although the term is wonderfully evocative, it is somehow limiting to what An Inventory of Losses actually is, the title being another example of Schalansky’s irony According to the Society of American Archives, an inventory is, ‘A list of things, or a finding aid that includes, at a minimum, a list of the series in a collection’ There are other works of literature that resemble this more

Contributor

August 2014

Claire-Louise Bennett

Contributor

August 2014

Claire-Louise Bennett grew up in Wiltshire and studied literature and drama at the University of Roehampton, before settling in...

The Lady of the House

fiction

Issue No. 8

Claire-Louise Bennett

fiction

Issue No. 8

Wow it’s so still. Isn’t it eerie. Oh yes. So calm. Everything’s still. That’s right. Look at the rowers – look at how fast...

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fiction

January 2013

Car Wash

Patrick Langley

fiction

January 2013

He is sitting on the back seat of a car, somewhere in France. It’s a bright blue day, absurdly...

poetry

February 2017

In Case of Death

David Nash

poetry

February 2017

1. Cessation of Breath: Is He Breathing?   He’s not breathing, and he cannot go on like this. He...

Prize Entry

Issue No. 20

The Refugee

Kristen Gleason

Prize Entry

Issue No. 20

Brian Ed waited outside the ration house. Merlijn took his time coming to the door, and opened it slowly....

 

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