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The Mobius Strip Club of Grief
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The Möbius Strip Club of Grief is a collection of poems that take place in a burlesque purgatory where the living pay--dearly, with both money and conscience--to watch the dead perform scandalous acts otherwise unseen: "$20 for five minutes. I'll hold your hand in my own," one ghost says. "I'll tell you you were good to me." Like Dante before her, Stone positions herself as the living poet passing through and observing the land of the dead. She imagines a feminist Limbo where women run the sho…
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- Author: Bianca Stone
- Publisher: Tin House Books
- Year: 2018
- Pages: 90
- ISBN-10: 1941040853
- ISBN-13: 9781941040850
- Format: 14.2 x 21.3 x 1.5 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English
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The Möbius Strip Club of Grief is a collection of poems that take place in a burlesque purgatory where the living pay--dearly, with both money and conscience--to watch the dead perform scandalous acts otherwise unseen: "$20 for five minutes. I'll hold your hand in my own," one ghost says. "I'll tell you you were good to me." Like Dante before her, Stone positions herself as the living poet passing through and observing the land of the dead. She imagines a feminist Limbo where women run the show and create a space to navigate the difficulties endured in life. With a nod to her grandmother Ruth Stone's poem "The Mobius Strip of Grief," Stone creates a labyrinthine underworld as a way to confront and investigate complicated family relationships in the hopes of breaking the never-ending cycle of grief.
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- Author: Bianca Stone
- Publisher: Tin House Books
- Year: 2018
- Pages: 90
- ISBN-10: 1941040853
- ISBN-13: 9781941040850
- Format: 14.2 x 21.3 x 1.5 cm, minkšti viršeliai
- Language: English English
The Möbius Strip Club of Grief is a collection of poems that take place in a burlesque purgatory where the living pay--dearly, with both money and conscience--to watch the dead perform scandalous acts otherwise unseen: "$20 for five minutes. I'll hold your hand in my own," one ghost says. "I'll tell you you were good to me." Like Dante before her, Stone positions herself as the living poet passing through and observing the land of the dead. She imagines a feminist Limbo where women run the show and create a space to navigate the difficulties endured in life. With a nod to her grandmother Ruth Stone's poem "The Mobius Strip of Grief," Stone creates a labyrinthine underworld as a way to confront and investigate complicated family relationships in the hopes of breaking the never-ending cycle of grief.
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