‘Sup. Yeah. I just said, ”Sup’. Okay, so, in the past few weeks I’ve received a number of books for review, general edification, a place to rest my head, something to throw at my enemies, blahblahblah, and because it’s taking me forever and more to get to all of them, I wanted to at least […]
A Review of Jacques Rancière’s Mute Speech Jerilyn Sambrooke “There are some questions we dare no longer pose.” Jacques Rancière, Mute Speech Jacques Rancière’s bold challenge opens Mute Speech (1998), one of his most rigorous works on aesthetics, only just recently published in English (2011). In this opening claim, Rancière echoes the famous, elusive question […]
In “Manifestation,” the poet Tania Runyan encounters prayer as something that hooks her “like a dendrite branch,” its movements slow, deliberate, and intimate.
In the past few months I have started to ponder what increasingly strikes me as an emergent crisis of our own discourse as postmodern thinkers. What I have to say is probably going to offend a lot of people, but hopefully it will be taken as a genial offense, i.e., one that provokes soul-searching and […]
A reflection comparing word-based spiritual practices to embodied ones such as yoga.
Thanks, Jeff Frame. I miss this sort of thing. Some text for non-French speakers out there (like myself). From Paris, Je T’aime “Faubourg Saint-Denis” directed by Tom Tykwer THOMAS: “Francine, I remember exactly. It was May 15th. Spring was late, it was about to rain and you were screaming. . . . And […]
July 10-14, 2013 University of Northern Iowa A LAND BETWEEN TWO RIVERS Between the Mississippi and Missouri rivers, a self-sustaining eco-system that now comprises the state of Iowa was created over thousands of years. In 1800, 240 million acres of tall grass prairie covered middle America. By 1900, this land had been transformed into farm […]
“She could no longer hold her flesh together,” observes Tania Runyan in her description of a bronzed statue of a woman carrying “the heft of the commandments,” her mouth open in a silent, graven prayer.
“Political Language is designed to make lies sound truthful, and murder respectable, and to give an appearance of solidarity to pure wind.” George Orwell The rhetoric of the so-called right and the left are, as I type, reaching a fevered pitch. It’s not that I’m anti-rhetoric. I love the Big R. But the nature of […]