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The Blue Split Compartments
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An innovative suite of poems for the drone ageThe Blue Split Compartments is a complex and powerful sequence of lyric poems exploring the relationships between military drone operators and their victims. Drawing on chatroom logs, military policy manuals, pattern of life archives, and accounts by witnesses around the world, these poems document the consequences of the perpetual and 'everywhere war.' With its sophisticated interplay of diction, rhetoric, syntax, positioning, allusion, and sonic q…
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- Author: Andrea Brady
- Publisher: Wesleyan University Press
- ISBN-10: 0819580422
- ISBN-13: 9780819580429
- Format: 14.7 x 22.4 x 1 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English
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An innovative suite of poems for the drone ageThe Blue Split Compartments is a complex and powerful sequence of lyric poems exploring the relationships between military drone operators and their victims. Drawing on chatroom logs, military policy manuals, pattern of life archives, and accounts by witnesses around the world, these poems document the consequences of the perpetual and 'everywhere war.' With its sophisticated interplay of diction, rhetoric, syntax, positioning, allusion, and sonic quality, this book offers a linguistically virtuosic and deeply humane x-ray of the discursive and militaristic systems that join us in mutual dissolution.
Excerpt from "Opened"
This is the box, frozen against hierarchy
at a value of some $10m, simply a form of being;
surgeon's box, patient's wound,
an idea of enclosure that can fit any medium.
The gaze is on the side of things.
The angel of evil could not have done that.
A child is in heaven. The box is empty,
saying nothing but "construction." It really is
like swatting flies; we can do it forever
easily and you feel nothing.
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- Author: Andrea Brady
- Publisher: Wesleyan University Press
- ISBN-10: 0819580422
- ISBN-13: 9780819580429
- Format: 14.7 x 22.4 x 1 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English English
An innovative suite of poems for the drone age
The Blue Split Compartments is a complex and powerful sequence of lyric poems exploring the relationships between military drone operators and their victims. Drawing on chatroom logs, military policy manuals, pattern of life archives, and accounts by witnesses around the world, these poems document the consequences of the perpetual and 'everywhere war.' With its sophisticated interplay of diction, rhetoric, syntax, positioning, allusion, and sonic quality, this book offers a linguistically virtuosic and deeply humane x-ray of the discursive and militaristic systems that join us in mutual dissolution.
Excerpt from "Opened"
This is the box, frozen against hierarchy
at a value of some $10m, simply a form of being;
surgeon's box, patient's wound,
an idea of enclosure that can fit any medium.
The gaze is on the side of things.
The angel of evil could not have done that.
A child is in heaven. The box is empty,
saying nothing but "construction." It really is
like swatting flies; we can do it forever
easily and you feel nothing.
The Blue Split Compartments is a complex and powerful sequence of lyric poems exploring the relationships between military drone operators and their victims. Drawing on chatroom logs, military policy manuals, pattern of life archives, and accounts by witnesses around the world, these poems document the consequences of the perpetual and 'everywhere war.' With its sophisticated interplay of diction, rhetoric, syntax, positioning, allusion, and sonic quality, this book offers a linguistically virtuosic and deeply humane x-ray of the discursive and militaristic systems that join us in mutual dissolution.
Excerpt from "Opened"
This is the box, frozen against hierarchy
at a value of some $10m, simply a form of being;
surgeon's box, patient's wound,
an idea of enclosure that can fit any medium.
The gaze is on the side of things.
The angel of evil could not have done that.
A child is in heaven. The box is empty,
saying nothing but "construction." It really is
like swatting flies; we can do it forever
easily and you feel nothing.
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