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Chargement... IRL (édition 2016)par Tommy Pico (Auteur)
Information sur l'oeuvreIRL par Tommy Pico
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Inscrivez-vous à LibraryThing pour découvrir si vous aimerez ce livre Actuellement, il n'y a pas de discussions au sujet de ce livre. IRL struck me as intimate and epic. Pico's use of abbreviation and the structure of the poem felt equally playful and sad, as if texting a friend personal and graduate-level confessions. Chatty, playful, hot, sticky, visceral. I love it. As I was reading this, it really made me examine language and I admired how Pico played with language and how language played with him, if that makes sense. I really enjoy when poetry does that because it is so sparse sometimes, as a medium, that without that playfulness, it can be repetitive or dry or turn people off poetry because it seems so academic. IRL doesn't do that. At first, it felt a little like Instagram / Tumblr / Twitter poetry, not that there's anything wrong with that, but I thought I'd be irritated by his voice, and then I heard his humour and his cheekiness and I had so much fun reading this. Because of Pico's direct references to certain technologies (like Grindr) I'm curious to see how this book ages. If you've studied poetry at school and were just totally sick of it, this is the anecdote. Pico is soft, pastel-pink rebellion, self-deprecating humour hiding generations of pain, asserting himself and then questioning himself. He is not the hero to his own story and yet that makes him heroic in my heart. He tore himself down to build himself back up and I wish I could see him live, listen to the words he crafts. I'll leave this as a 4 star review for now, but if it stays on my mind, I might increase the star rating. He is Puck, and all of this is a dream, and Brooklyn NYC is his playground. You can read my review at the New York Journal of Books: http://www.nyjournalofbooks.com/book-review/irl-poem aucune critique | ajouter une critique
Appartient à la sérieTeebs Tetralogy (book 1) Prix et récompenses
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HTML: Winner of the inaugural Brooklyn Public Library Literary Award Finalist for the 2018 Kate Tufts Discovery Award IRL is a sweaty, summertime poem composed like a long text message, rooted in the epic tradition of A.R. Ammons, ancient Kumeyaay Bird Songs, and Beyoncé's visual albums. It follows Teebs, a reservation-born, queer NDN weirdo, trying to figure out his impulses/desires/history in the midst of Brooklyn rooftops, privacy in the age of the Internet, street harassment, suicide, boys boys boys, literature, colonialism, religion, leaving one's 20s, and a love/hate relationship with English. He's plagued by an indecision, unsure of which obsessions, attractions, and impulses are essentially his, and which are the result of Christian conversion, hetero-patriarchal/colonialist white supremacy, homophobia, Bacardi, gummy candy, and not getting laid. IRL asks, what happens to a modern, queer indigenous person a few generations after his ancestors were alienated from their language, their religion, and their history? Teebs feels compelled towards 'boys, burgers, booze,' though he begins to suspect there is perhaps a more ancient goddess calling to him behind art, behind music, behind poetry. Aucune description trouvée dans une bibliothèque |
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Google Books — Chargement... GenresClassification décimale de Melvil (CDD)811.6Literature English (North America) American poetry 21st CenturyClassification de la Bibliothèque du CongrèsÉvaluationMoyenne:
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