{"id":144676,"date":"2020-05-01T14:00:08","date_gmt":"2020-05-01T18:00:08","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/?p=144676"},"modified":"2020-05-03T17:50:20","modified_gmt":"2020-05-03T21:50:20","slug":"what-our-contributors-are-reading-this-spring-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/2020\/05\/01\/what-our-contributors-are-reading-this-spring-2\/","title":{"rendered":"What Our Contributors Are Reading This Spring"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>Contributors from our <a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/back-issues\/232\">Spring issue<\/a> share their favorite recent finds.<\/em><\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_144678\" style=\"width: 1034px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/screen-shot-2018-01-07-at-8.25.55-pm.png\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-144678\" class=\"size-large wp-image-144678\" src=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/screen-shot-2018-01-07-at-8.25.55-pm-1024x667.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"1024\" height=\"667\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/screen-shot-2018-01-07-at-8.25.55-pm-1024x667.png 1024w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/screen-shot-2018-01-07-at-8.25.55-pm-300x196.png 300w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/screen-shot-2018-01-07-at-8.25.55-pm-768x501.png 768w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/screen-shot-2018-01-07-at-8.25.55-pm.png 1160w\" sizes=\"auto, (min-width: 62.5em) 67vw, 100vw\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-144678\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Spread from <em>My Favorite Thing Is Monsters<\/em>, by Emil Ferris<\/p><\/div>\n<p>Very late on summer nights when I was a kid, I\u2019d put our crappy pedestal fan on full blast, stick it right beside the couch so that it was refrigerating my face, and quite literally shiver my way through a spooky detective novel of choice. (Electricity was cheaper then.) Reading volume 1 of <a href=\"https:\/\/www.fantagraphics.com\/my-favorite-thing-is-monsters\/?sef_rewrite=1\"><i>My Favorite Thing Is Monsters<\/i><\/a> re-creates the goose-bumpy pleasure of an immersive mystery with horrors at every corner. The graphic novel is rendered in atmospheric detail by writer-artist Emil Ferris, using ballpoint pen to capture the fictional diary of Karen Reyes. Karen might be a ten-year-old girl or a budding werewolf\u2014either way, the discomfort of living in an unfamiliar body is palpable on every page. The book is rarely formatted like a traditional multipanel comic. Instead, it spills out, free-form, with full-page panels and long text interludes. It has all the bizarro flotsam of an adolescent brain, too: sketches, taped-up photos, failed math tests, movie posters, covers of horror comics, and, of course, secrets aplenty.<\/p>\n<p>In a very different flavor of diary, Emily Raboteau\u2019s article for The Cut, <a href=\"https:\/\/www.thecut.com\/2020\/01\/a-year-of-talking-about-climate-change.html\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\" data-saferedirecturl=\"https:\/\/www.google.com\/url?q=https:\/\/www.thecut.com\/2020\/01\/a-year-of-talking-about-climate-change.html&amp;source=gmail&amp;ust=1588281377260000&amp;usg=AFQjCNEGC8u9XYiLqY7tW5zwXWEbjkkxag\">\u201cThis Is How We Live Now,\u201d<\/a> documents a year of conversations about climate change with friends and family. These small, deeply personal conversations take place at birthdays, dinner tables, housewarming parties; in church basements; and online, all across the span of 2019. Raboteau braids the intimate, humdrum details of these events with observations of a planet in a state of almost unimaginable change: \u201cCarolyn warned me at the breakfast table, where I picked up my grapefruit spoon, that I may have to get used to an inhaler to be able to breathe in spring going forward.\u201d I am in awe of the impossible grace of this project, which dials down the scope of global change to its small-scale vibrations. For someone who needs a cool five or ten years to gain an ounce of insight, the perceptiveness of Raboteau\u2019s climate diaries verge on clairvoyance. \u2014<a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/fiction\/7512\/lets-play-dead-senaa-ahmad\">Senaa Ahmad<\/a><!--more--><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/asceticism.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-144679\" src=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/asceticism.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"1000\" height=\"700\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/asceticism.jpg 1000w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/asceticism-300x210.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/asceticism-768x538.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (min-width: 62.5em) 67vw, 100vw\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>In the midst of my quarantine in the wilderness of Canada, I have been reading <a href=\"https:\/\/bookshop.org\/books\/the-religion-of-existence-asceticism-in-philosophy-from-kierkegaard-to-sartre\/9780226404516\"><em>The Religion of Existence: Asceticism in Philosophy from Kierkegaard to Sartre<\/em><\/a>, by Noreen Khawaja, which is complicating all my inherited, unquestioned ideas about the Western contemporary cultural practice of working on \u201cthe self.\u201d Khawaja finds all the hidden strains of Christianity in Existentialist thinking\u2014which, of course, purports to be atheistic\u2014such as the idea that the self must be worked for, must be won, through labor. You aren\u2019t merely <em>yourself <\/em>but have to <em>win yourself<\/em>, through conversion, baptism, or, in the case of atheistic moderns, through a struggle for \u201cauthenticity,\u201d a struggle that is inherently spiritual in the sense that it can never be accomplished for good. You can\u2019t just say, Great, I\u2019m authentic, on to something else, but have to win this state continually, like the state of holiness in the eyes of God. In a line that I have sent half a dozen friends, who mostly replied, \u201cum I do not understand this at all,\u201d or, \u201cI\u2019ll have to think about that!\u201d Khawaja writes, \u201cThis work takes on the form of an exercise (askesis), I suggest, to the degree that it is difficult to articulate what the work is good for, what it is supposed to achieve.\u201d Amazing! She is asking, What are we even striving for personal authenticity <em>for<\/em>? What is being \u201ctrue to yourself\u201d supposed to win, both in the state of trueness, and if the \u201ctrueness\u201d is won? Why have I never stopped and asked that question? Anyway, it turns out not really to be the kind of book from which you want to be pelleting random quotes at your friends in the midst of their particular quarantine, but it is undeniably brilliant and mind-altering, and Khawaja has a really direct, light, confident touch as a stylist. I feel like a secret portal is being opened as I read this book, into practices I see everywhere\u2014from the injunction to exercise or to be stylish, to the more profound ways we work on the self: therapy, self-examination, even moving from one romantic relationship to another, in pursuit of\u2014what? And for what? And for whom? \u2014 <a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/interviews\/7535\/the-art-of-fiction-no-246-rachel-cusk\">Sheila Heti<\/a><\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_144758\" style=\"width: 1034px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/feddaac0d818f0be11029b77b7877128.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-144758\" class=\"wp-image-144758 size-large\" src=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/feddaac0d818f0be11029b77b7877128-1024x838.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"1024\" height=\"838\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/feddaac0d818f0be11029b77b7877128-1024x838.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/feddaac0d818f0be11029b77b7877128-300x245.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/feddaac0d818f0be11029b77b7877128-768x628.jpg 768w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/feddaac0d818f0be11029b77b7877128.jpg 1050w\" sizes=\"auto, (min-width: 62.5em) 67vw, 100vw\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-144758\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Wis\u0142awa Szymborska<\/p><\/div>\n<p>Having been appointed U.S. poet laureate shortly before 9\/11, I\u2019m familiar with the phenomenon of people \u201cturning to\u201d poetry in times of crisis. Now we hear of it again, in these days of a global sickness. Fair enough, though that would imply that in non-crisis times, most people live with their backs to poetry\u2014they have to turn around to find it. Like most poets, I live facing poetry. I read some nearly every day, typically with a cup of morning coffee. I don\u2019t need poems of hopefulness; in fact, I put down poems that carry a \u201cpalpable design\u201d of making me feel one way or another. I tend to read and reread the same kind of poems whether a crisis is raging or not.<\/p>\n<p>These are poets whose work is tinged with irony, humor, slyness, and ambiguity. Instead of being glum or cheerful, they mix moods and shade the meaning. Patrick Kavanagh once described tragedy as \u201cinsufficiently developed comedy.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Push the bad news far enough and it gets funny. Imagine Lear. The late Eavan Boland, to cite another Irish poet, said that \u201cpoetry begins where certitude ends.\u201d I prefer poems that are wavering to ones that have an answer or even a prevailing wind. Seriocomic poems. So I read Charles Simic, Ron Padgett, Philip Larkin, Wis\u0142awa Szymborska, and other mixed-message poets.<\/p>\n<p>Some people face poetry every day. It\u2019s like having an additional daily weather report, one that charts your inner weather, the changing barometer of feelings. And poets, of course, are known to be in touch with the outer weather, which they welcome into their sunny, rainy, or simply overcast poems, allowing the weather to change through the course of the day. From \u201c<a href=\"https:\/\/newrepublic.com\/article\/100289\/some-people-poetry\">Some People Like Poetry<\/a>,\u201d by Szymborska:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Poetry\u2014but what is poetry anyway?<br \/>\nMore than one rickety answer<br \/>\nhas tumbled since that question first was raised.<br \/>\nBut I just keep on not knowing, and I cling to that<br \/>\nlike a redemptive handrail.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\">\u2014<a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/poetry\/7524\/on-the-deaths-of-friends-billy-collins\">Billy Collins<\/a><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<div id=\"attachment_144750\" style=\"width: 1034px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/mbf-s2-first-look-credit-eduardo-castaldo_1w.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-144750\" class=\"size-large wp-image-144750\" src=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/mbf-s2-first-look-credit-eduardo-castaldo_1w-1024x683.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"1024\" height=\"683\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/mbf-s2-first-look-credit-eduardo-castaldo_1w-1024x683.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/mbf-s2-first-look-credit-eduardo-castaldo_1w-300x200.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/mbf-s2-first-look-credit-eduardo-castaldo_1w-768x512.jpg 768w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/mbf-s2-first-look-credit-eduardo-castaldo_1w.jpg 1920w\" sizes=\"auto, (min-width: 62.5em) 67vw, 100vw\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-144750\" class=\"wp-caption-text\"><em>My Brilliant Friend<\/em> (\u00a9Eduardo Castaldo\/HBO)<\/p><\/div>\n<p>Lately, a couple of friends and I have been watching\u00a0<i>My Brilliant Friend<\/i> while texting. It\u2019s one of these new-normal ways of staying in touch. We chose this HBO series adaptation of Elena Ferrante\u2019s now-classic Neapolitan novels because we had read and discussed the books together. Like most people who love these books, who are astonished by their gorgeously intimate and complex portrayals of friendship and how identity is formed, I worried about how the world of Lila and Len\u00f9, Naples in the fifties through the seventies, would come through on the screen. One\u2019s own imagination can be tough competition. What I\u2019ve experienced is not just immense relief but immense immersion\u2014different from the one I experienced with the books but just as potent. Lila and Len\u00f9 are not exactly who I imagined and yet are exactly right. No doubt it helps that Ferrante herself is a consultant on this show, which is now in its second season. The landscapes have a dreamlike quality; Lila and Len\u00f9\u2019s childhood neighborhood looks like a deliberate set. But the tension, violence, love, and rivalry they experience are all too real. My friends and I text one another: how the show is different from the books, what characters look like, real-time analyses and reactions to whatever unfolds before us. <i>Oh no<\/i>, someone texts in the middle of a scene, and we all get it. I am in a different time zone from these friends because I moved last year, long before the phrase\u00a0<i>social distancing<\/i>. I miss them. But for this hour, while we are all absorbed in this show, I can forget how far away they are. We text while reading the subtitled text on our screens. It\u2019s part correspondence, part journal, part collaboration. Like Lila and Len\u00f9, we know what it is to be filled with so much longing. \u2014<a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/letters-essays\/7513\/apparent-beth-nguyen\">Beth Nguyen<\/a><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/upend.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-144776\" src=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/upend.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"1000\" height=\"600\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/upend.jpg 1000w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/upend-300x180.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/05\/upend-768x461.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (min-width: 62.5em) 67vw, 100vw\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>I\u2019ve been reading Claire Meuschke\u2019s exquisite debut,\u00a0<a href=\"http:\/\/www.noemipress.org\/catalog\/poetry\/meuschke\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\" data-saferedirecturl=\"https:\/\/www.google.com\/url?q=http:\/\/www.noemipress.org\/catalog\/poetry\/meuschke\/&amp;source=gmail&amp;ust=1588506847322000&amp;usg=AFQjCNH2OtKP0IVedG4vjSSLD27qbOZPFA\"><i>Upend<\/i><\/a>, which intersperses poems with scanned documents and transcripts from her grandfather&#8217;s immigration trial on Angel Island. I love this book for the sensuous rigor of Meuschke\u2019s mind, her oracular geometries: \u201cCircle around the head to bring out the \/ head-like qualities of the head \/ shared air between here and the outer air.\u201d <i>Upend<\/i>\u2019s poetics unite the documentary and the visionary, and each extends the other. To see the present is to see the present absence that some misname the past. Every surface is a palimpsest, \u201cgenerations of pastel choices over adobe the weather reclaims as earth color.\u201d In \u201cCensus,\u201d assembled Sherwin-Williams paint shades describe the lethal American spectrum whose slogan is \u201cCover the Earth\u201d: \u201cRestrained Gold \/ Mossy Gold \/ Harvest Gold \/ Ancestral Gold \/ Goldenrod \/ Marigold \/ Golden Gate \/ Golden Plumeria \/ Quilt Gold \/ Folksy Gold \/ Edgy Gold \/ Vintage Gold \/ Independent Gold \/ Humble Gold \/ Different Gold \/ Relic Bronze \/ Chivalry Copper \/ Artifact \/ Reliable White \/ Original White \/ Intimate White \/ Moderate White \/ Welcome White \/ Nice White \u2026\u201d But in Meuschke\u2019s own words, the colors breathe and subvert category, talking to each other. \u201cStare at forest green to get cochineal on the page\u201d; \u201cwhat is the word for this blue so blue \/ you can consider the idea of purple.\u201d \u2014<a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/poetry\/7528\/orange-tree-margaret-ross\">Margaret Ross<\/a><\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_144680\" style=\"width: 1034px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/gregg_linda_04_22_1981_1.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-144680\" class=\"size-large wp-image-144680\" src=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/gregg_linda_04_22_1981_1-1024x547.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"1024\" height=\"547\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/gregg_linda_04_22_1981_1-1024x547.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/gregg_linda_04_22_1981_1-300x160.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/gregg_linda_04_22_1981_1-768x410.jpg 768w, https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/04\/gregg_linda_04_22_1981_1.jpg 1200w\" sizes=\"auto, (min-width: 62.5em) 67vw, 100vw\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-144680\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Linda Gregg<\/p><\/div>\n<p>In the last week of last year, I decided to read more poems\u2014one every day. Before this, all my daily rituals were prosaic. I was never taught to pray, and so I settled for other, unholy reminders of one day\u2019s continuity with another: toothbrushing, deodorizing, a cup of coffee just so. If you are a certain kind of person, habit can start to seem religious. My boyfriend isn\u2019t this kind of person\u2014I\u2019m the only zealot here\u2014but he agreed to the poems. We alternate days, which is nice: half the time you read and half the time you listen. Sometimes we read in person and other times we send recordings. I hated the recordings at first\u2014a stranger\u2019s tinny voice, supposedly mine\u2014and now that there is no need for them, I love them. I send one from the kitchen to the living room. He sends one from down the block.<\/p>\n<p>The point here isn\u2019t mastery. There are so many poems; three hundred and sixty-five later, there still will be. Maybe it\u2019s something more like discovery. One of the best, so far, is by Linda Gregg, who died last spring, leaving behind half a dozen or so volumes of her work. Some of her most beautiful poems are about loss and refusal, about being alone and being beyond reach. They\u2019re full of horses. \u201c<a href=\"https:\/\/voca.arizona.edu\/readings-list\/521\/995\">The Defeated<\/a>\u201d contains a simple lunch, a simple comfort:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>I had warm pumpernickel bread, cheese and chicken.<br \/>\nIt is sunny outside. I miss you. My head is tired.<br \/>\nJohn was nice this morning. Already what I remember<br \/>\nmost is the happiness of seeing you. Having tea.<br \/>\nFalling asleep. Waking up with you there awake<br \/>\nin the kitchen. It was like being alive twice.<br \/>\nI\u2019ll try to tell you better when I am stronger.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>These days, when nearness is literally perilous, maybe there is nothing luckier than this: to know that someone is on the other side of the wall, that nothing was taken away while you were asleep, that life goes on in the next room. For now, we\u2019re still reading, recording, listening. A hundred or so down, a few hundred to go. The sun is bright, our heads are tired. Next year, we think we\u2019ll go back to the beginning, and read them all again. \u2014 <a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/fiction\/7510\/by-design-clare-sestanovich\">Clare Sestanovich<\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Sheila Heti, Senaa Ahmad, Billy Collins, Clare Sestanovich, Margaret Ross, and Beth Nguyen share their favorite recent finds<\/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":[],"class_list":["post-144676","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-this-weeks-reading"],"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\/ -->\n<title>What Our Contributors Are Reading This Spring by The Paris 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