A wonderful summative reflection on a singular writer. Since the first time I read The Lover, I have been haunted by her language. In The Lover and in Hiroshima Mon Amour, her capturing or maybe better, her generation of the the broken, gap-ridden rupture of trauma in language has remained with me since I first encountered it many years ago now...
A wonderful summative reflection on a singular writer. Since the first time I read The Lover, I have been haunted by her language. In The Lover and in Hiroshima Mon Amour, her capturing or maybe better, her generation of the the broken, gap-ridden rupture of trauma in language has remained with me since I first encountered it many years ago now...
She really does come in to stay
Gosh, I am so thankful I have found your substack. This is breathtaking, especially the introduction.
Thank you for your kind words!