{"id":129467,"date":"2018-09-21T13:18:11","date_gmt":"2018-09-21T17:18:11","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/?p=129467"},"modified":"2018-09-21T19:43:05","modified_gmt":"2018-09-21T23:43:05","slug":"staff-picks-book-festivals-benefactors-and-broken-buttonholes","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/2018\/09\/21\/staff-picks-book-festivals-benefactors-and-broken-buttonholes\/","title":{"rendered":"Staff Picks: Book Festivals, Benefactors, and Broken Buttonholes"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/09\/hayes_2014_hi-res-download_2.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-129468 aligncenter\" src=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/09\/hayes_2014_hi-res-download_2.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"1000\" height=\"418\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/09\/hayes_2014_hi-res-download_2.jpg 1000w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/09\/hayes_2014_hi-res-download_2-300x125.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/09\/hayes_2014_hi-res-download_2-768x321.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (min-width: 62.5em) 67vw, 100vw\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Terrance Hayes\u2019s abiding interest in Etheridge Knight has\u00a0<a href=\"&quot;https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/2015\/03\/12\/the-space-between-everything\/\">perhaps long been established<\/a>, but Wave Books just this month published\u00a0<a href=\"&quot;https:\/\/www.wavepoetry.com\/products\/to-float-in-the-space-between\"><em>To Float in\u00a0the Space Between<\/em><\/a>, a multifaceted, multi-genre work that ultimately lands somewhere between biography and criticism. Hayes\u2019s meditation on Knight\u2019s legacy and impact on American poetry and the Black Arts Movement is conveyed dynamically and with emotionally weighted nuance through excerpts, criticism, anecdotes, and illustrations. The true pleasure of this book is the perennial one of being allowed the clearance to standby and listen as a brilliant poet thinks deeply and at length about another brilliant poet. <strong>\u2014Lauren Kane<\/strong><!--more--><\/p>\n<p>Often when I travel I keep a notebook and fill it with little moments: sharing vending machine tea with a bespectacled British chemist on the train to Osaka, or chatting with a Florentine chef, hours after his restaurant closed for the night. These small instances of ephemeral connection are precious, and it is a joy to see how Simon Van Booy is able to capture similar glimpses of intimacy in\u00a0<em><a href=\"https:\/\/www.penguinrandomhouse.com\/books\/566687\/the-sadness-of-beautiful-things-by-simon-van-booy\/9780143133049\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">The Sadness of Beautiful Things<\/a>.\u00a0<\/em>\u201cMost of the tales in this collection are based on true stories told to me over the course of my travels,\u201d Van Booy tells us. While his stories are often distanced from each other in time and setting (picked up in different countries, in different times), all still resonate in theme. A family is given a second chance by a mysterious, unknown benefactor. A man invites a teenage mugger out to dinner. A hitchhiker struggles with the absence of a person that defines him. Each of these eight stories, while burdened by loss, are also limned with a more hopeful light. Van Booy captures the rare flashbulb memories of trauma, heartbreak, and melancholy, in the lives of people he\u2019s met, but his writing basks in the healing afterglow of what follows. In the sparsely furnished prose of Van Booy\u2019s stories it is easy to pour oneself into his characters, who I delight to know are real people, existing somewhere far away. <strong>\u2014Madeline Day<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_129469\" style=\"width: 1010px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/09\/robert-bly.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-129469\" class=\"size-full wp-image-129469\" src=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/09\/robert-bly.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"1000\" height=\"609\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/09\/robert-bly.jpg 1000w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/09\/robert-bly-300x183.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/09\/robert-bly-768x468.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (min-width: 62.5em) 67vw, 100vw\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-129469\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Robert Bly, ca. 2009. Photograph by Nic McPhee<\/p><\/div>\n<p>Bringing his full body of work together for the first time, <a href=\"http:\/\/books.wwnorton.com\/books\/detail.aspx?ID=4294996850\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\" data-saferedirecturl=\"https:\/\/www.google.com\/url?q=http:\/\/books.wwnorton.com\/books\/detail.aspx?ID%3D4294996850&amp;source=gmail&amp;ust=1537630405930000&amp;usg=AFQjCNEWExoloX2-4BKlOuRsnKiWvB4JtA\">Robert Bly\u2019s <em>Collected Poems<\/em><\/a> is set to release next week. Bly, who published <a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/poetry\/5229\/two-choral-stanzas-robert-bly\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\" data-saferedirecturl=\"https:\/\/www.google.com\/url?q=https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/poetry\/5229\/two-choral-stanzas-robert-bly&amp;source=gmail&amp;ust=1537630405930000&amp;usg=AFQjCNH3gxcJIDAokdqWLmYIq5EY0-p00w\">two poems<\/a> in the first issue of the <em>Review<\/em>, and told readers in his 2000 <a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/interviews\/729\/robert-bly-the-art-of-poetry-no-79-robert-bly\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\" data-saferedirecturl=\"https:\/\/www.google.com\/url?q=https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/interviews\/729\/robert-bly-the-art-of-poetry-no-79-robert-bly&amp;source=gmail&amp;ust=1537630405930000&amp;usg=AFQjCNHdXNSbxJHJxJWXE3rAE8Is6zzjOw\">Writers at Work interview<\/a> that those poems where among the first on which he made money, was a Transcendentalist to the core\u2014he <a href=\"https:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/A_Wrong_Turning_in_American_Poetry\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\" data-saferedirecturl=\"https:\/\/www.google.com\/url?q=https:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/A_Wrong_Turning_in_American_Poetry&amp;source=gmail&amp;ust=1537630405930000&amp;usg=AFQjCNFRmPJL--KK44knfeLDaO1gctdI3A\">argued<\/a> that Modernist American poetry lacked soul and inward searching. His poems are rhapsodic, often hurdling out of a space of solitude towards nature and the outer world: \u201cWhat shall we find when we return? \/ Friends changed, houses moved, \/ Tree perhaps, with new leaves.\u201d His Vietnam poems are darker, more dispirited about human nature\u2014in his \u201cListening to President Kennedy Lie About the Cuban Invasion\u201d he writes, \u201cThere is the death of broken buttonholes, \/ Of brutality in high places, \/ Of lying reporters, \/ There is a bitter fatigue, adult and sad.\u201d Bly\u2019s poems are calming, the world the live in is quiet, private, and muffled by bordering fields of snow. <strong>\u2014Jeffery Gleaves<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>At the Brooklyn Book Festival this weekend, downtown Brooklyn turned into a Candy Land board. While hearing the Rossellini sisters discuss nudity, Caesar Augustus, and raising poultry was undoubtedly a high point, the real Candy Castle of the day was \u201cWriting About Music and the Self.\u201d The panel of three music writers\u2014Jessica Hopper, Hanif Abdurraqib, and Rob Sheffield\u2014discussed the post-Lester Bangs world in which the technique of inserting oneself into music criticism became permissible. All three of them are brilliant (Hopper wrote my favorite book review of 2017, on Joe Hogan\u2019s Jan Wenner biography), but seeing Sheffield was the biggest treat for me. Sheffield has been a favorite since adolescence, so hearing him riff on Haysi Fantayzee and Harry Styles confirmed that sometimes, you can have good taste when you&#8217;re 16. Since the event, I\u2019ve been catching up on the Sheff\u2019s titles that I missed in the past few years as I was pursuing far less important matters like going to college:\u00a0<em>Dreaming the Beatles<\/em>\u00a0and\u00a0<em>On Bowie.\u00a0<\/em>The two elegiac works aren\u2019t technically memoirs like his earlier books, but like his indispensable entries in the\u00a0<em>Rolling Stone Album Guide,\u00a0<\/em>Sheffield\u2019s personality is as enjoyable as his insights. The \u201cMajor Tom\u201d chapter of\u00a0<em>On Bowie<\/em>\u00a0is one his finest pieces of writing, and could stand alone as a devotional pamphlet to the greatest of Bowie\u2019s many characters. The best extract: \u201cI have a strange (or not so) identification with Tom\u2019s wife, and an alternate timeline in my head where I\u2019m the toddler he left behind with the wife.\u201d If Bowie, as he says, is the artist as fan, then Sheffield is truly the fan as artist. The stars are never sleeping. <strong>\u2014Ben Shields<\/strong> \u00a0<em>\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/09\/lenny-4.png\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-129470\" src=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/09\/lenny-4.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"1000\" height=\"664\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/09\/lenny-4.png 1000w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/09\/lenny-4-300x199.png 300w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/09\/lenny-4-768x510.png 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (min-width: 62.5em) 67vw, 100vw\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Traditional Hinduism distinguishes four stages of life, the second to last of which is <em>vanaprastha\u2014 <\/em>retirement, withdrawal\u2014 in which the householder gradually gives up their possessions and retreats from community, revolving inward. Similarly, it is the privilege of the aging artist, tiptoeing toward extinction, to grow austere, to increasingly speak only to themselves. This late art is not inaccessible, exactly\u2014 rather one gets the sense of eavesdropping on a conversation <em>in media <\/em>res, a sense that the work itself is the corporeal interlocutor, the audience an immaterial apparition. I think of Philip Roth\u2019s last books, thinner and thinner, as if he were whittling his perennial themes to a sharp point. I think of Beethoven\u2019s late string quartets, of Goya\u2019s crumbly, sooty <em>Black Paintings<\/em>, of Wallace Stevens\u2019 gnomic \u2018Of Mere Being,\u2019 of the Book of Ecclesiastes, of Basho\u2019s death haiku, of Gogol, starving himself, transfixed by devils traipsing under the door, letting the sequel to <em>Dead Souls <\/em>burn. And I think of Leonard Michaels and his \u2018Nachman Stories.\u2019 Michaels, born two months before Philip Roth, was a darker, stranger, surreal shadow brother of the famous author, singed with the dubious brand of being known as a \u2018writer\u2019s writer.\u2019 For most of his career he wrote bloody, jumpy, funny, sex and adultery-obsessed stories, but when he died in 2003 he left behind <a href=\"http:\/\/www.arionpress.com\/catalog\/084.htm\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">an unfinished series of short stories<\/a>, different from anything he had previously written, centering around a character named Nachman whom everyone calls simply Nachman, \u201cas if he were a historical figure.\u201d A respected bachelor mathematics professor at UCLA, Nachman is reserved, passive, and deeply, if silently, obsessed with practical morality. Each of the Nachman stories revolves around a small, trying, social dilemma which, under the steady pressure of Nachman\u2019s attention, grows like those novelty toys that, submerged in water, expand to monstrous proportions. And miraculously, as if borrowing from the wise drabness of Nachman, Michaels\u2019 prose in these stories, without losing any of its intelligence, has put away its showiness, become placid and clean. The rhythm is simple, the language straightforward, absent are hairpin turns into dreamy sado-masochism, yet the Nachman stories are the most mysterious thing he wrote, close as we can get to the hard kernel of Michaels\u2019 mind. <strong>\u2014Matt Levin<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><i>To All the Boys I\u2019ve Loved Before<\/i>\u00a0is not for me. I kept repeating this to myself as I watched the buzz for the hit Netflix rom-com rise like a tide, as I saw the Noah Centineo thirst on my Twitter timeline swell and threaten to demolish everything in its path. And I recognize even now, having watched it over whole-grain waffles a couple weeks ago, that the film isn\u2019t quite for me. But that doesn\u2019t matter. Neither does my opinion on it. One of the chief cultural crimes of our time is the suppression and trivialization of art targeted at girls and young women, and I don\u2019t aim to perpetuate it. Let\u2019s blow the canon to smithereens. What a delight, though, to discover that\u00a0<i>To All the Boys I\u2019ve Loved Before<\/i><i>\u00a0<\/i>has plenty to offer even for someone like me, a twenty-six-year-old white man with a job at a fancy-pants literary magazine and a heavy depressive streak. I couldn\u2019t resist the movie\u2019s high-stakes teen drama and deliciously sharp script. I found myself gasping at betrayals, shouting, Kiss him! at the screen, tearing up in tender moments. I can\u2019t wait to see Lana Condor pop up in every film and TV show on the planet over the next few years. To all the boys who haven\u2019t seen this movie: Watch it, you dolts. And don\u2019t be afraid to shut up and listen for once.\u00a0<strong>\u2014Brian Ransom<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/09\/tatb_lana_peter_thumbnail.0.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-129471\" src=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/09\/tatb_lana_peter_thumbnail.0.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"1000\" height=\"667\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/09\/tatb_lana_peter_thumbnail.0.jpg 1000w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/09\/tatb_lana_peter_thumbnail.0-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/09\/tatb_lana_peter_thumbnail.0-768x512.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (min-width: 62.5em) 67vw, 100vw\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; Terrance Hayes\u2019s abiding interest in Etheridge Knight has\u00a0perhaps long been established, but Wave Books just this month published\u00a0To Float in\u00a0the Space Between, a multifaceted, multi-genre work that ultimately lands somewhere between biography and criticism. Hayes\u2019s meditation on Knight\u2019s legacy and impact on American poetry and the Black Arts Movement is conveyed dynamically and with [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[438],"tags":[28464,37571,37570,21649,37572,11643,4278,37569,17374,37568,37567],"class_list":["post-129467","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-this-weeks-reading","tag-cliff-robertson","tag-dreaming-the-beatles","tag-hanif-abdurraqib","tag-leonard-michaels","tag-on-bowie","tag-rob-sheffield","tag-robert-bly","tag-simon-van-booy","tag-terrance-hayes","tag-the-sadness-of-beautiful-things","tag-to-float-in-the-space-between"],"acf":[],"yoast_head":"<!-- This site is optimized with the Yoast SEO Premium plugin v25.4 (Yoast SEO v25.4) - https:\/\/yoast.com\/wordpress\/plugins\/seo\/ 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