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readers whose consciousness had been altered why/read

[...] The Recognitions needed devotees who would keep its existence known until such time as it could be accepted as a classic; but a cult following is not the finest one to have, suggesting something, at best, beloved only by special tastes—in this case, the worry was, a wacko book with wacko fa…

—p.vi The Recognitions Introduction (v) by William H. Gass
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4 years ago

a duration in which I might learn to self-soothe

he darkness my voice disappeared into that day, reading my poems onstage, could to some extent be medicated away (I was put on antidepressants); it could be partially explained without reference to racism or the intergenerational terrors which, like a set of rogue genes, get passed down from Tamil …

—p.141 Granta 154: I’ve Been Away for a While Victim and Accused (133) by Vidyan Ravinthiran
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4 years ago

words and imagination are my weapons

On the Amnesty International website, the Tamil poet Cheran explains he has ‘no naive hope or belief that my poetry can turn the world upside down’; nevertheless, ‘words and imagination are my weapons. I have no other. There are several poems in my collections on disappearances evoking the friends …

—p.134 Victim and Accused (133) by Vidyan Ravinthiran
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4 years ago

there are moments when prose turns to poetry why/read

There are moments when prose turns to poetry; when, reading a novel or a story, a sentence acts like a trapdoor you tumble through into a history previously unglimpsed, or (it could be one and the same) the injured textures of your own life. The eye that skims from page to page is swapped out, you …

—p.136 Victim and Accused (133) by Vidyan Ravinthiran
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there are moments when prose turns to poetry why/read

There are moments when prose turns to poetry; when, reading a novel or a story, a sentence acts like a trapdoor you tumble through into a history previously unglimpsed, or (it could be one and the same) the injured textures of your own life. The eye that skims from page to page is swapped out, you …

—p.136 Victim and Accused (133) by Vidyan Ravinthiran