For our weekly word watch, we turn to “the idea of tremulous motion, swaying backwards and forward.” Put another way, we are talking about swagger.
Ruth Ozeki w/ David Palumbo-Liu discussing her novel ,A Tale for the Time Being, at Stanford University
|—||Simone Weil, Gravity and Grace|
|—||Mohsin Hamid, The Reluctant Fundamentalist|
|—||J.M. Cotetzee, Waiting for Barbarians|
"By lifting imagery associated with the global south and restyling it with an unapologetically gaudy insistence on its “otherness,” M.I.A empowers both herself and brown kids worldwide who had previously only been the subjects of Otherization, not the agents. Her reappropriation of the exotic kitsch brands subaltern struggle with dance-pop cool, while triumphantly avoiding privileging white consumption."
Silence, like Gold cooked in
near as all that is Lost
All the Names, all the with-
Names. So much
Ash to be blessed. So much
the light, so light
Vast. Grey. Clinker-
You with the pale
You in the Wine-Flood.
(Did it not discharge
us too, this Hour?
Good, that your Word died away here.)
Silence, like Gold cooked, in
Fingers, smoke-thin. Like Crowns, Air-Crowns
around – –
Vast. Grey. Track-
Very cool operatic adaptation of Italo Calvino’s novel Invisible Cities performed at the Los Angeles Union Station!
"One has to convey in a language that is not one’s own the spirit that is one’s own. One has to convey various shades and omissions of a certain thought-movement that looks maltreated in an alien language. I use the word “alien”, yet English is not really an alien language to us…We cannot write like the English. We should not. We cannot write only as Indians. We have grown to look at the large world as part of us. Our method of expression therefore has to be a dialect which will some day to prove to be as distinctive and colourful as the Irish or the American." - Raja Rao