Don’t read this book. Swim in it.
We’re all always floundering through the frequently fetid waters
of jargon, cliché and manipulation around us anyhow.
But in Cartoon Molecules , you plunge into –
or sometimes get knocked over by – bracing waves.
Like, let’s say Greekish words in Cartoon Molecules
– Proem – bowl you over.
Okay, just hold your breath and hang on, because who’s splayed out there on the shoals speaking up for you?
The least pretentious fellows you ever met, Tweedledee and Tweedledum.
They’re as clueless as you:
ditto – we know not what we do
dum that’s what makes a story (Carton Molecules)
These pieces are pieces of everybody’s mind, not necessarily lovely, but that’s just one of the reasons they’re recognizable. Robin Ouzman Hislop opens the inside of his head,
and lo and behold, it turns out to be your own, stuck, as we all are,
in time’s traffic jam
where all landscapes blend (Eternalism (power in the block universe)
words might have been our downfall
the voice that’s the voice in our head tries to shrug off the very language it is composed of, since
perhaps from now on
we should just go on
heading for the ocean’s waves (Orphean Twist)
Bracing. Isn’t that the job of poetry?
~ Becca Menon, author of “The Riddle and The Sphinx” and others