This writing is the New Brave. Few writers have so given in to the entropic forces that disentangle our bodies in the end, while at the same time furiously pooling social content into observable patterns. And there are thousands! Millions! Billions! In biological systems, DNA nucleotides are linked by enzymes in order to make long, chainlike polynucleotides of defined sequence. In writing, the sub-social is linked by signs that make ringlets of undefined sequence. Only we can make think to make thought from it. It cannot be conceived of in advance. It cannot be found on the web. No se vende ni se compra. edwards’s radical neo-communitarian impulse is something that’s blood-borne, but not bloody, something that’s keen & observant, but not oculocentric. Like Antonin Artaud, edwards sought to make Writing = Life.
—Rodrigo Toscano
Radical rishi poet-seer-sage kari edwards’s stunningly powerful and erudite essay-rant-manifesto-‘swarm of / messages’ calls a nation of docile bodies to account: ‘no more… protecting the audience from/exploding stigmatas, tracer bullets and the / shit of the dead.’ Deploying lyric thrust ‘to detonate the heart,’ blown bodies, categories and lines enact new ‘delicious fractal’ social contracts for reducing suffering in the body public/private and generating ‘growth in the sky of mind.’ Read this book and you’ll never go back.
I found this book hard to stay with. I kept losing the “thread”. Yet there were bursts of genius, good poetry. So I didn’t know how to rate it, but suspect it deserves more than a 4. Perhaps I am just rating myself….