Monday, August 07, 2017

Friday, July 28, 2017

Ciaran Carson, The Star Factory

‘I loved the warmed, clean, glass jars, the long-handled aluminium ladle filling them with glop; the sacramental discs of waxed paper tamped on to the jam-skim;’

Thursday, April 20, 2017

Joanna Walsh, Seed

'I saw it in a painting once the animals fleeing all with human faces the woods on fire'

Ben Lerner, Leaving the Atocha Station

'Why was I born between mirrors?'

Tuesday, April 18, 2017

Deborah Levy, Hot Milk

'She was a voyeur. 
Of her own desire.'

Anne Carson, Float

'The world subtracts itself in layers.'

Charles M. Schulz, Charlie Brown and Friends

Linus: ‘Even Job got up from among the ashes eventually..’
Charlie Brown: ‘Job never had to worry about summer camp’ 

Emma Donoghue, Landing

Jacob Polley, Jackself

'taking turns to gob on the hotplate and consider
each frothy gob’s
bead-dance and shrivel to a brief darkness
on the iron'

Anne Enright, The Green Road

‘She looked up at it: the coil of metal was filthy with dust while, many times an hour, the bell shook itself clean.’ 

Anne Carson, Red Doc>

‘Why does a mirror reverse/ your image from L to R/ but not top to bottom? not/ front to back?'

Donovan Wylie, The Maze

Claudio Hils, Archive Belfast

Tuesday, March 21, 2017

Priya Parmar, Vanessa and her Sister

‘I was wrong. The sea does not offer its rhythm, nor its colours, lightly. It is a snarling blue beast in one moment and a frothy jade pool the next.'

Monday, March 20, 2017

Maggie Nelson, The Red Parts

‘Because there is currently no way to date DNA, under the right light, cells from thousands of years ago would glow right alongside the cells we are leaving in our wake today. Under the right light, the present and the past are indistinguishable.'

Maggie Nelson, Jane: A Murder

'Two slugs turn the light of the mind into dull meat'.