Poetry. "Antigone enters. Pesticides, eco-cide, a guiding conversation with Leslie Scalapino and the beloved dead. The drone poem and the brain-body of the dancer. Brenda Iijima gets at the horror of our capitalist daily: the nation as prison-industrial complex, flickering beneath an alluring scrim of chemically-bright lawns and Mountain Dew. Her poetry pierces the veil, and this dense, velvety and deeply charged writing is a timely call and warning: also a furnace of the imagination. It 'plunges the brain into darkness ...
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Poetry. "Antigone enters. Pesticides, eco-cide, a guiding conversation with Leslie Scalapino and the beloved dead. The drone poem and the brain-body of the dancer. Brenda Iijima gets at the horror of our capitalist daily: the nation as prison-industrial complex, flickering beneath an alluring scrim of chemically-bright lawns and Mountain Dew. Her poetry pierces the veil, and this dense, velvety and deeply charged writing is a timely call and warning: also a furnace of the imagination. It 'plunges the brain into darkness where it doesn't fester'."--Lauren Levin
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