Memorial A Version Of Homer’s Iliad By Alice Oswald - The Rumpus.net -
Here’s an excerpt from my review of Alice Oswald’s version of Homer’s Iliad, which went live this morning at The Rumpus.
“Eavan Boland, in the Afterword to this epic, writes “Oswald lays the lyric world beside violent death, like someone putting summer flowers in a coffin, a reminder of all that’s been lost.” But these flowers aren’t buried with the dead. In fact, the dead aren’t even buried–they’re rotting on the battlefield. This memorial has not been sanitized of the violence which necessitated it in the first place. No marble statues, men on horseback rearing, sword or hat in the air. No nicknames which make light of or obscure the blood these men ordered spilled.
No, what starts as a list of 200 names ends as a statement about the brevity–and by extension–the value of human life.
Like when god throws a star
And everyone looks up
To see that whip of sparks
And then it’s gone
The end is violent, the burning of a meteorite as it disintegrates in the atmosphere. We can’t get away from it; violence is a low hum in the background of our daily lives. But we can remember, and be honest in the remembering. When we value human life–all human life, not just the privileged and powerful–we are less likely to accept at face value the claims made by the powerful that violent force is the best response to any conflict. Alice Oswald’s Memorial A Version of Homer’s Iliad asks us to confront that violence and resurrect the forgotten stories about those who sacrificed the most in the Trojan War.”
The story begins with sugar, / the dark and muscular storm / of a horse, and its epicurean propensity for sweets….I think we were meant to love you; / just as the boy, who should not have / lived, keeps roping his noodle arms / around the base of the neck of The Black — From “Clarence Muse Stars as The Magical Negro in Francis Ford Coppola’s The Black Stallion (1979)” in Darktown Follies by Amaud Jamaul Johnson, reviewed by Sean Singer (via therumpus)
2014 Reading List Book 16: Misadventure by Nicholas Grider -
It would be easy to glance at Misadventure, a slim volume with some very short stories included in it, and conclude that it’s not a weighty book. That would be a mistake. That’s not to say it’s telling the story of an age or anything, but it does do some pretty interesting things with the form of the short story while building a surprising and witty narrative. It’s the Rumpus Book Club February selection, and I recommend it highly. Let yourself be surprised by it.
SPREAD THE DAMN WORD
THAT WAS COOL
My hands are too small to do this effectively.
I wish I wasn’t iPod
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New on FRISCO KID READS: Gina Frangello tells a tale of “A Life in Men” (2014) #books #litfic #reviews
A LIFE IN MEN by Gina Frangello
Publisher: Algonquin Books
Publication Date: February 4, 2014
ISBN-10: 1616201630 (ISBN-13: 978-1616201630)
Formats: paperback, e-book
Length: 432 pages
A LIFE IN MEN tells the story of Mary, a young woman with cystic fibrosis who is determined to live life large for as long as it lasts.
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Science fictional, maker Mardi Gras krewe -
The Intergalactic Krewe of Chewbacchus is the only science-fiction themed krewe marching in Mardi Gras, with a 400-person team whose floats and gizmos are paeans to maker culture.
I want to go to there.
Your official #AWP14 bingo card
I can already mark like 4 spots and I won’t even be in Seattle until Thursday.
The problem is that white people see racism as conscious hate, when racism is bigger than that. Racism is a complex system of social and political levers and pulleys set up generations ago to continue working on the behalf of whites at other people’s expense, whether whites know/like it or not. Racism is an insidious cultural disease. It is so insidious that it doesn’t care if you are a white person who likes black people; it’s still going to find a way to infect how you deal with people who don’t look like you. Yes, racism looks like hate, but hate is just one manifestation. Privilege is another. Access is another. Ignorance is another. Apathy is another. And so on. So while I agree with people who say no one is born racist, it remains a powerful system that we’re immediately born into. It’s like being born into air: you take it in as soon as you breathe. It’s not a cold that you can get over. There is no anti-racist certification class. It’s a set of socioeconomic traps and cultural values that are fired up every time we interact with the world. It is a thing you have to keep scooping out of the boat of your life to keep from drowning in it. I know it’s hard work, but it’s the price you pay for owning everything. —
Scott Wood (X)
he motherfucking dropped the truth.
And this my friends works with every kind of discrimination. Sexism isn’t just actively excluding women, homophobia isn’t only people beating up gay couples, transphobia isn’t just murdering trans people.