Susan Gevirtz

From 'The Wind in her Daughtership's Majesty'

The wind is my mascot

I shall not want


But even the wind

Is owned by names


And struggles against its hand




Notes on the discursive

A review of Susan Gevirtz's 'Coming Events'

Look at any word long enough and you will see it open up into a series of faults, into a terrain of particles each containing its own void.[1]A common problem in the critical analysis of experimental writing appears to be an insistence on systematizing a writer’s creative efforts without affording due diligence to that selfsame individual’s specific relation to a/the general social narrative. Leslie Scalapino argued that even a “reconstituting of the general social narrative may be a radical change in expression arising from one’s separation from social convention.”[2]

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