RENDANG

by Will Harris (Author)
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<P>In RENDANG, Will Harris complicates and experiments with the lyric in a way that urges it forward. With an unflinching yet generous eye, RENDANG is a collection that engages equally with the pain and promise of self-perception. Drawing on his Anglo-Indonesian heritage, Harris shows us new ways to think about the contradictions of identity and cultural memory. He creates companions that speak to us in multiple languages; they sit next to us on the bus, walk with us through the crowd, and talk to us while we're chopping shallots. They deftly ask us to consider how and what we look at, as well as what we don't look at and why. </P><P>Playing eruditely with and querying structures of narrative, with his use of the long poem, the image, ekphrasis, and ruptured forms, RENDANG is a startling new take on the self, and how an identity is constructed. It is intellectual and accessible, moving and experimental, and combines a linguistic innovation with a deep emotional rooting.</P><P>Using long poems, ekphrasis, and ruptured forms, RENDANG is a startling new take on the self, and how an identity is constructed. Drawing on his Anglo-Indonesian heritage, Will Harris shows us new ways to think about the contradictions of identity and cultural memory. He creates companions that speak to us in multiple languages. They deftly ask us to consider how and what we look at, as well as what we don't look at and why. It is intellectual and accessible, moving and experimental, and combines a linguistic innovation with a deep emotional rooting.</P><P><BR>"The Hanged Man"</P><P>He bought a seeded loaf and two ripe and ready avocados<BR>and left them in the hallway, and at lunch the next day went<BR>to Chipotle on Charing Cross Road, then back to work,</P><P>and afterwards bought a ring doughnut from Tesco<BR>because there were no jam doughnuts.</P><P>That night, though he didn't think he was a hoarder,<BR>he started ordering records online and soon he had bought<BR>the whole of Bruce Springsteen's back catalogue.</P><P>I hate Bruce Springsteen, he thought. I want to eat better.</P><P>The next week, listening to Human Touch, he dozed<BR>and woke to find himself floating two feet off the ground.</P><P>Hanging there. His parents were alive and dead.<BR>If only he could keep completely still he could remain<BR>unscattered, forever on the edge of rain.</P>

Publication date
June 24, 2020
Publisher
Collection
Page count
80
ISBN
9780819579904
Paper ISBN
9780819579898
File size
8 MB