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Title: Disappearing Acts
Author: Charles Borkhuis
ISBN: 9780989431682
Publisher: Chax Press
Published: 2014
Binding: Paperback
Language: English
Condition: Used: Near Fine
Excellent, unmarked copy with little wear and tight binding. We ship in recyclable American-made mailers. 100% money-back guarantee on all orders.
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Publisher Description:
"DISAPPEARING ACTS breaks new ground in Charles Borkhuis' ongoing examination of how language constitutes and is constituted by the performing body through a dialectic between image and utterance. Among my favorite moments here are the delirious syntax of the long poem 'Spasm' ('walk into my outline I disappear inside the / keeper's brain burrow deeper there until one / night he hears my voice as if it were his own') and 'Trace Elements, ' a kind of postmortem aubade addressed to a listener named 'little tremble' with overtones simultaneously ominous and sympathetic 'I know you must / hear the inevitable crunch / of little teeth in the background.' Borkhuis' penchant for noir still flavors the pathos, but this book also demonstrates an expansion of his range into moments of generosity and something approaching exultation."-- Trace Peterson
Author: Charles Borkhuis
ISBN: 9780989431682
Publisher: Chax Press
Published: 2014
Binding: Paperback
Language: English
Condition: Used: Near Fine
Excellent, unmarked copy with little wear and tight binding. We ship in recyclable American-made mailers. 100% money-back guarantee on all orders.
H 1645366
Publisher Description:
"DISAPPEARING ACTS breaks new ground in Charles Borkhuis' ongoing examination of how language constitutes and is constituted by the performing body through a dialectic between image and utterance. Among my favorite moments here are the delirious syntax of the long poem 'Spasm' ('walk into my outline I disappear inside the / keeper's brain burrow deeper there until one / night he hears my voice as if it were his own') and 'Trace Elements, ' a kind of postmortem aubade addressed to a listener named 'little tremble' with overtones simultaneously ominous and sympathetic 'I know you must / hear the inevitable crunch / of little teeth in the background.' Borkhuis' penchant for noir still flavors the pathos, but this book also demonstrates an expansion of his range into moments of generosity and something approaching exultation."-- Trace Peterson
