Marta Moldovan-Cywińska: The spears of books, the tentacles of creators

This is a good time for writers. Reality is already almost completely artificial, and literature demands truthfulness. The spears of books, the tentacles of creators. The delusion of a sense of agency and power does not compete with the prototypes. Here and there an FB-authority behind a narrow suit will sneak by, comments will fast. On the porch, the letter carrier plucks poetry from under the columns, up to the very frames of a stamp from thirty years ago. Melursus ursinus does not deserve to have stanzas written for him again.

After watching Jasieński's “Ball of the Mannequins” as a child, I remembered HOW they dance, while in adulthood I watch WHO and FOR WHOM they dance. Mannequins vs. gophers.

In 2024, I don't need to go to Algeria. Algeria is cyclically present in my Berber dreams.On the one hand, it's terribly exhausting to live in several alternate realities; on the other hand, it allows me to nurture my love of austerity and satisfies my bulimic desire to travel with Tuareg thoughts. Youth and Tizi-Ouzou, Éluard's “Liberté,” about which Toufik Benkebir wrote so fervently to me.I remember how my book “Astrolabe” was received in Algeria and France - as if they were completely two different books ( I am particularly concerned with the reactions to the description of Sidi Bel Abbès).A not insignificant influence on the Algerian thread in my life was the meeting with Faudel, who was performing in Namur at the time. There are no coincidences in the life of a surrealist.

...when architectural details linger in memories and the city lures with the hope of return. It's a great remedy for...

Marta Moldovan-Cywińska, excerpt from "Correction on thinking"

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