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3.84 AVERAGE
3.84 AVERAGE
challenging
dark
emotional
informative
reflective
sad
medium-paced
Grabbed this one from a little free library yesterday. The cover intrigued me. I read half of it in bed last night and the other half while lying in bed today.
I love when poets step into other genres — writing fiction (Ocean Vuong’s On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous) and nonfiction (Clint Smith’s How the Word is Passed). I never have to worry about sacrificing interesting plot for beautiful language (or vice versa) when a poet steps into another genre.
Christle is a poet who wrote nonfiction about crying.
Christle wrote a poetic nonfiction about crying, and it was beautiful.
I love when poets step into other genres — writing fiction (Ocean Vuong’s On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous) and nonfiction (Clint Smith’s How the Word is Passed). I never have to worry about sacrificing interesting plot for beautiful language (or vice versa) when a poet steps into another genre.
Christle is a poet who wrote nonfiction about crying.
Christle wrote a poetic nonfiction about crying, and it was beautiful.
Mi forma de justificar que lloro por todo es decir "it's great for your skin". ¿Por qué, me pregunto, siento necesidad de justificar mis lágrimas que salen a borbotones por casi cualquier cosa? Este libro me ha recordado no solo la importancia de llorar pero todas las maneras en que se nos ha dicho "no llores" o "si lloras se te pasa" cuando, no se trata de lo uno o de lo otro.
Heather Christle apela al párrafo corto o a la prosa poética, quién soy yo para hablar de géneros, y nos cuenta la historia social y personal del acto de llorar. Nos habla de los espacios, de los estudios, de los momentos, de las razones, de los tipos de lágrima que existen alrededor del acto más primitivo del mundo.
Es un libro raro y hermoso, como el acto de llorar, supongo.
Heather Christle apela al párrafo corto o a la prosa poética, quién soy yo para hablar de géneros, y nos cuenta la historia social y personal del acto de llorar. Nos habla de los espacios, de los estudios, de los momentos, de las razones, de los tipos de lágrima que existen alrededor del acto más primitivo del mundo.
Es un libro raro y hermoso, como el acto de llorar, supongo.
“The car is a private crying area. If you see a person crying near a car, you may need to offer help. If you see a person crying inside a car, you know they are already held.”
Christle examines the history of crying, particularly for women and particularly for white women, and the science of crying, facts of chemical composition and biases in studies that shape what we think about the act of crying. She wonders what good is grief and how can it be separated from destruction, how to bear it. I underlined, dog-eared, and starred many passages to return to!
Christle examines the history of crying, particularly for women and particularly for white women, and the science of crying, facts of chemical composition and biases in studies that shape what we think about the act of crying. She wonders what good is grief and how can it be separated from destruction, how to bear it. I underlined, dog-eared, and starred many passages to return to!
This is an unusual yet moving and simply beautiful book about tears and crying. Sort of an essay about the reasons, places, people, things we see which makes us cry. It wanders amidst poetry and that painful melancholy that the author feels impelled by to dissert about. I like the books that are just a collection of snippets, making it easier to read anytime and anyplace (any mood, even). Sometimes we need a bit of thinking on some of the essentials in our life and condition. This book provides much for us to digest and sleep on.
The Crying Book is a hybrid that moves between essay, poem, research, and memoir. It’s not a long read and it contains short paragraphs that move on to new thoughts. The book stays on the topic of crying through its terms, personal anecdotes, and research but it also branches into topics like phantom limbs, poetry readings, doll burials, suicide, patriarchy, anti-war protests, apartheid, postpartum depression, among others. What grounds the book is Heather Christle’s very personal story weaved throughout. This book is written by a poet and what works is her fluid approach to the topics she discusses. What seems to be disconnected is connected. The book could be read as a commentary on poetry or even as a long form prose poem. Check out the notes for links to poems mentioned in the book.
“In the morning I drink coffee until I find a way to love life again.”
dark
emotional
informative
reflective
sad
fast-paced
I really appreciate the depth of research woven with the personal, the lyric delivery of a poet writing prose, and the beautiful cover. Christle pulls all her threads together neatly.