Kirsten Kaschock’s new book Sleight, just out from Coffee House Press (Oct 2011), is popping up in WordPress blogs daily. Bombay Gin will be featuring a review of the text this year: and yes, I am on the Kaschock Groupie Kickoff Team. If you call yourself an experimental prose writer (or if others refer to you as such), then you need to be reading Kirsten Kaschock. If you call yourself an artist-mother-dancer-writer-poet-philosopher-humanbeing being, then you need to be reading Kaschock.
Please, enjoy this preview of our review:
“Sleight is a body of work; born in rupture—a text of scarring. Kirsten Kaschock, in a stroke of prestidigitation, invites the reader to participate in an inter-dimensional-textual-disciplinary exploration of absence and presence in art, family, tragedy and language. We enter the inter as intra: the punctum—“a site of atrocity.”
A sleight is not a dance. A sleight is not a poem. A sleight is not a piece of art. A sleight is not a sister. A sleight is not a mathematical equation. A sleight is not a drawing. A sleight is all and none of these—negative capability. In the presence of these intersecting forms an architecture is built out of erasure: absence is Need and presence is Desire—one can buy and hold a Soul. One can disappear: to wick. Kaschock, a dancer-writer-artist-philosopher-mother, grants permission to her body, her body of work; she lays down for us.
Kaschok becomes the “hand” she writes of, and so writes us through a sleight. Sleight is a sleight, and we become sleightists.”
For the complete review, please read our publication this year!
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