Collected Poems
We tend to convince ourselves that we are the smartest and biggest beings in the universe; I find that quite funny when you realise that we rely on everything else as a reference to define ourselves. From the rodents you come across to the things you choose to keep on yourself — everything about us is made up of other things, so I think it’s safe to assume that they are fuller creatures than we are.
New Poetry by Danica Ignacio.
The Trains of Europe (Review)
Though at 245 pages The Trains of Europe is not particularly long, it offers many things: it is a disturbing vision of Europe in ruins; an exploration of the tenuousness of human relationships; a transnational love story; a glimpse at the avant-garde marginalia of the Berlin art world; a self-reflexive mediation on the form and function of fiction; a physics lesson on thermodynamics, entropy and the arrow of time; and a history of the trains of continental Europe. It is also an audacious experiment in literary form, combining modes as diverse as myth, realism and speculative fiction, as well as in narrative construction, for this is a novel that is structured in reverse.
Eoghan Smith reviews The Trains of Europe by John Holten.