Brian Henderson’s Reviews > Cinders > Status Update

Cinder burnt trace line word syllable silent noise. Whose life is traced in the cinder? To be haunted by a phrase. The ghost of a phrase. A life can never be a phrase or even an epic poem. The life lived; life remembered; told. Derrida haunts us if we allow it with some of the most personal moments of his writing but covers with a script for at one other voice -