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4.75


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5.0


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3.5


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5.0


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5.0

Some things referenced went over my head especially the most personal poems that mentioned Sam. But that gives me reasons to come back and reread the book. 

I loved it and I loved Choi’s love and despair and grief and hope for the world. I think the book is very relatable to every one though some of the terms seem very modern or text/online slang or terms I’m not sure how an older audience may read it (tho there’s plenty of other things I had to look up).  I think it’s very relatable to the current feeling on the world on fire and grief for everyone everywhere, with specific reference to American tragedies such as masa shootings, the Atlanta spa shootings and violence to children in the name of care (such as Grace who’s news story flickered on the back of my mind while reading) that makes this book ache in a particular way as an American. But it’s also a book with global concerns and comments whether it’s from the authors Korean heritage or grief for the ongoing indigenous genocide in the Americas since Columbus or anti blackness or the imperialism America has export. And it’s a book with so much love and grief and also hope and I loved it. 

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4.5

… and yet, the world keeps moving forward, despite its multiple endings. Choi pointedly reminds us that apocalypses have always been a part of our human history, but it happens to be that only certain populations are thrown into such catastrophe(s), while the rest of the world ignorantly (willful or not) continues on.

… and yet, despite the brokenness of this world, despite these ends, there is still something on the horizon to look forward to, a particular strength in surviving the end and living beyond it. So many of these poems are filled with grief and anger, but there lingers a burning hope for something more in Choi’s language. For those who have lived and/or are living through the apocalypse, their world continues on because there’s still so much to live for.

You are meant to grapple with the content of these poems, as well as sit with the emotions that come with these poems. This is a bit of a departure in tone and style from Choi’s previous works, but I think The World Keeps Ending, and the World Goes On reveals her incredible talent with form and language, as well as her ability to synthesize an array of ideas and concepts. There’s much to take away from this collection, especially living in the world we’re in today.

Some favorites: “The World Keeps Ending, and the World Goes On,” “Poem with an End in Sight,” “Science Fiction Poetry,” “Grief Is a Thing with Tense Issues,” “Unlove Poem,” “Dispatches from a Future Great-Great-Granddaughter,” and “Waste”

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4.0

[thank you Ecco Books for a gifted copy, out in November]

I read poetry like I chase feelings, eye them wearily because they shine an eerie copy of myself back at me like clouded-over mirrors. It is me, but not me. This grief is mine, but it is not mine. I live in a world like this, but it is only one among an infinite of worlds that have ended and continued on.

The world keeps ending, and the world (somehow) goes on. Franny Choi reminds us that even prior to this one, there have always been apocalypses. Colonialism. Imperialism. Enslavement and taking of bodies and lands. Individual grief and mourning. Some people have already been brought to the edge of catastrophe, thrust into a real dystopia that isn’t science fiction or even fiction. Some somehow continue to live in a world where their lives are not valued. Some did not survive. For these people, this type of ending world is not new. It is wearily familiar.

I feel in Franny’s poems anger, disbelief, grief. In: do you remember? In: do you even see us? 

In: are you leaving us behind? Again? To return to your sheltered “normal”?

And yet somehow the world continues on for those who continue to sit at the tip of the end. I think of LOVE AFTER THE END, where Indigiqueer speculative fiction remind us that Indigenous people have always lived past the end. Somehow, “…we’re okay. Hurting but okay. We’re surviving, though it’s true, we don’t know what that means, exactly.” Fighting, protesting, loving. Somehow still dreaming.

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