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[PDF / Epub] ☁ Don't Let Me Be Lonely: An American Lyric ✎ Claudia Rankine – Transportjobsite.co.uk chapter 1 Don't Let Me Be Lonely: An American Lyric, meaning Don't Let Me Be Lonely: An American Lyric, genre Don't Let Me Be Lonely: An American Lyric, book cover Don't Let Me Be Lonely: An American Lyric, flies Don't Let Me Be Lonely: An American Lyric, Don't Let Me Be Lonely: An American Lyric c44c1bad30e7b In This Powerful Sequence Of TV Images And Essay, Claudia Rankine Explores The Personal And Political Unrest Of Our Volatile New Century I Forget Things Too It Makes Me Sad Or It Makes Me The Saddest The Sadness Is Not Really About George W Or Our American Optimism The Sadness Lives In The Recognition That A Life Cannot MatterThe Award Winning Poet Claudia Rankine, Well Known For Her Experimental Multigenre Writing, Fuses The Lyric, The Essay, And The Visual In This Politically And Morally Fierce Examination Of Solitude In The Rapacious And Media Driven Assault On Selfhood That Is Contemporary America With Wit And Intelligence, Rankine Strives Toward An Unprecedented Clarity Of Thought, Imagination, And Sentence Making While Arguing That Recognition Of Others Is The Only Salvation For Ourselves, Our Art, And Our Government Don T Let Me Be Lonely Is An Important New Confrontation With Our Culture, With A Voice At Its Heart Bewildered By Its Inadequacy In The Face Of Race Riots, Terrorist Attacks, Medicated Depression, And The Antagonism Of The Television That Won T Leave Us Alone


10 thoughts on “Don't Let Me Be Lonely: An American Lyric

  1. says:

    If I could, I would give this book ten stars It is an amazing, lyrical meditation on loneliness, death, and American after 9 11 with an interesting thread throughout about pharmaceuticals and mental health This is a superlative book of prose poetry I found myself marking nearly every page with an idea or moment or phrase I never want to forget.


  2. says:

    As a literary genre still fighting for an ironic legitimacy, prose poetry received a Hail Mary the length of Doug Flutie s 1986 game winning touchdown pass when Claudia Rankine published this book Not since I first discovered Baudelaire or Carolyn Forch have I felt I understood what real or good prose poetry is, or could become, until reading Don t Let Me Be Lonely Many L A N G U A G E prose poetry authors once railed against the rigidity and creative bankruptcy of a standardized academic system which by its nature stultifies creativity and the free expression of poetry A system which employs many of said poets now and through which many publish their work Some debate whether prose poetry even exists a form, i.e., with structural guidelines and conventions The difficult thing about prose poetry is that it straddles the fence between poetry and prose, pushing the defined boundaries of both Among other liberties James Frey, contemporary master of the fictional memoir, took, he stole a stylistic note from prose poetry.Rankine blends poetic lyrics, essay writing, and television stills in this politically charged masterpiece Reading Don t Let Me Be Lonely is like watching someone throw carbonic acid onto a Maya Angelou or Zora Neale Huston novel the traditional form of prose has dissolved into an imagistic stream of consciousness, which reflects the narrator s dissolving sense of self The prose form allows her to create a tumbling, open narrative at once unified and diverse Rankine s passages are frightfully alive, her cadence gorgeous The words leap off the page into the mouth, pulling on the tongue until they are spoken aloud She seems a natural heir to powerful African American Caribbean oral traditions The same spoken traditions that have given rise to modern cultural achievements such as the Black Arts literary movement, the Blues, Hip Hop and Rap, Gospel Soul, and Jazz, are hard at work in Claudia Rankine s unique voice.


  3. says:

    This is a really hard book to describe It lies somewhere between essay and poetry The themes are those of grief, death, toxicity, medication, race, bewilderment The writing is absolutely exquisite This book blew me away I highly recommend it.


  4. says:

    Don t Let Me Be Lonely was published 14 years ago but still feels so timely It s mainly about pharmaceuticals and life in the United States after 9 11, which sounds a bit random, but it ends up exploring the intersection of the personal and political quite well Remarkably, it also foreshadows our current moment, providing some amazing insights on how we got to where we are now If I had one complaint it s that there could have been a bit unity among all of these short pieces, but frankly there are probably connections that I missed the first time around I look forward to reading this again and making some new discoveries.


  5. says:

    I came to Rankine s work through Citizen An American Lyric, and it was one of the best books I read in 2016 Don t Let Me Be Lonely, written a decade earlier, was very similar in style prescient, quirky, and jaw dropping but didn t carry the same oompf for me as Citizen Still worth all 5 stars a time capsule of the years right after 9 11, and a running thread of mental health, pharmaceutical treatments, and a family crisis but hard for me to rate as high as the later work maybe that makes Citizen a 10 star.


  6. says:

    Omarm dit boek Hou het bij je Heel dicht bij je.


  7. says:

    Ah, you win, Claudia, for what s basically eighteen blogposts bound up as a book You might have even gotten 5 stars out of me if it weren t for your ending, which didn t wrap back around to the personal in any way I found satisfying, but was probably meant to be some big hearted opening out into the political, and I m at fault as a reader for not respecting that, but it felt tacked on Like, you just exited throwing a few quotations over your shoulder Don t get me wrong I m all FOR Fanny Howe and Celan, but letting them end your book seemed lame to me, and as if you were afraid for some reason of returning to the earlier nervy material.But I forgive you, because of passages like these This week the indie channel is playing and replaying spaghetti westerns Always someone gets shot or pierced through the heart with an arrow, and just before he dies he says, I am not going to make it Where Not going to make it where On some level, maybe, the phrase simply means not going to make it into the next day, hour, minute, or perhaps the next second Occasionally, you can imagine, it means he is not going to make it to Carson City or Texas or somewhere else out west or to Mexico if he is on the run On another level always implicit is the sense that it means he is not going to make it to his own death Perhaps in the back of all our minds is the life expectancy for our generation Perhaps this expectation lingers there alongside the hours of sleep one should get or the number of times one is meant to chew food eight hours, twenty chews, and seventy six years We are all heading there and not to have that birthday is not to have made it Sad is one of those words that has given up its life for our country, it s been a martyr for the American dream, it s been neutralized, co opted by our culture to suggest a tinge of discomfort that lasts the time it takes for this and then for that to happen, the time it takes to change a channel But sadness is real because once it meant something real It meant dignified, grave it meant trustworthy it meant exceptionally bad, deplorable, shameful it meant massive, weighty, forming a compact body it meant falling heavily and it meant of a color dark It meant dark in color, to darken It meant me I felt sad.


  8. says:

    I samband med Booker Prize nomineringen ombads Sara Stridsberg ge n gra l srekommendationer i tidskriften Modern Psykologi, m jligen och det h r var en av f rfattarna som n mndes, ny f r mig M nga ber ringspunkter mellan dessa tv samh llskommenterande f rfattare med dr mlik, bildrik, fragmentarisk och samtidigt isande skarp prosa Under samma period lyssnade jag p podcasten 10 things that scare me och den har ocks m nga gemensamma drag med Rankine, m rkligt nog Korta episoder, som dr jer sig kvar och av stort sociologiskt intresse.


  9. says:

    Anguish


  10. says:

    This book functions so beautifully as a whole, a genre of its own Perhaps weare not responsible for the lives of our parents not inour pores or our very breath We can expect We can re solve We can come to terms with Afterwards we weartheir clothing, sit in their chairs, and remember them.Profoundly remember them But we are not responsible 63 Cancer slowly settled into her body and lived off it untilit, her body, became useless to itself A hell of a wayto lose weight, she says when I step into her bedroomand take the look that becomes the unforgettable im print We watch a lot of television the four days I sit ather bedside We talk She grows tired She is sad Shegrows tired She becomes angry She grows tired Sheis accepting She grows tired She grows tired 9 You think the A stands for location, but it stands for function 100 Concentration camp number beginning with the letter A for arbeiter, the German word for worker, not Auschwitz She was the kind of woman who liked to shrug deep within her was an everlasting shrug 5 Mr Tools, for a while the only person in the worldwalking around with an artificial heart, said the weird est thing was being without a heartbeat He was a pri vate and perhaps lonely singularity No one else couldsay, I know how you feel The only living being withouta heartbeat, he had a whirr instead It was not the samewhirr of a siren, but rather the fast repetitive whirr ofa machine whose insistent motion might eventuallyseem like a silence 71 It occurs to me that forty could be half my life orit could be all my life On the television I am told I don twant to look like I am forty Forty means I might haveseen something hard, something unpleasant, or some thing dead I might have seen it and lived beyond itin time Or I might have squinted my eyes too manytimes in order to see it I might have turned my faceto the sun in order to look away I might have actuallybeen alive With injections of Botox, short for botulismtoxin, it seems I can see or be seen without being seen I can age without aging I have the option of worry ing without looking like I worry Each day of this life I could bite or shake doubt as if to injure or kill withoutlooking as if anything mattered to me I could paralyzefacial muscles that cause wrinkles All those worry and frown lines would disappear I could purchase paraly sis I could choose that Eventually the paralysis wouldsink in, become a deepening personality that need not,like Enron s distorting factors, distort my appear ance I could be all that seems, or rather I could be allthat I am fictional Ultimately I could face reality un disturbed by my own mortality 104 Then my father dies and I cannot attend the funeral Itis not possible I telephone my mother We speak daily.I recommend cremation I defend my recommenda tion I send flowers What I want to send is a replace ment mourner I seems odd that I can neither rent norbuy this no grieving service is available 122


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