Crackling Embers II: The Hour of the Star
What is this silence within The Hour of the Star? In Rodrigo S.M.’s narration? In Clarice Lispector’s writing itself? Clarice Lispector once proclaimed The Hour of the Star as a book made without words. Lispector’s silence is Macab éa’s sorrow, and just because we never hear it, this doesn’t mean that it’s not there throughout. It is Macab éa’s bona fide voice; and this silence in The Hour of the Star is the power of Clarice Lispector as a writer: knowing just what to leave out.
Lee Rourke on Clarice Lispector‘s The Hour of the Star.
Curse in fluent kangaroo
Drop into Succour‘s first Salon tomorrow (Saturday) at the Poetry Caf é, Covent Garden. You’ll not quite talk with the animals, but instead be treated to Joe Dunthorne, Isobel Dixon and 3:AM‘s Lee Rourke reading from Succour 7: Animals, the latest issue of the journal they contribute to. Succour Salon, Saturday 5 July, Poetry Caf […]
All hell breaking loose
Seattle Weekly hail a new documentary, Gonzo: The Life and Work of Dr. Hunter S. Thompson, a fitting tribute to the man: As expected, Hunter S. Thompson’s 2005 suicide has been trailed by a glut of unauthorized bios and half-baked I-Knew-Hunter memoirs. I’ve read a lot of them, but Alex Gibney‘s stylish documentary is the […]