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Bezig met laden... Oracles: A Pilgrimagedoor Catherynne M. Valente
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Meld je aan bij LibraryThing om erachter te komen of je dit boek goed zult vinden. Op dit moment geen Discussie gesprekken over dit boek. In this collection of Catherynne M Valente’s poetry, she describes her experiences working as a tarot reader and how being an oracle made her think of other oracles in America, those ghosts she dedicates each poem to. Catherynne M Valente is one of my favourite writers for her sheer mastery of prose. It’s extravagant, it’s lush, and it’s utterly sensual. She can spin metaphors like you’ve never heard them before, which makes me want to get into her head for a day and see how she thinks. It must be thrilling. I love her theme of oracles because there’s a sense of power mixed with tragedy and helplessness. When have you last seen a happy oracle? Each of Valente’s poems situates an oracle in an American city, so that her collection is not only an exploration of these augur women, but also an exploration of America. From San Diego to New York, Valente’s oracles are mysterious on one level and familiar in another. Not all of the poems are stunners. Sometimes, as musings on a single theme can be, they get repetitive. But as an overall work, Oracles: A Pilgrimage is beautiful and impressive.
I highly recommend this book, even to people who don't usually enjoy poetry— because of the strong thematic connections and the narrative structure, this book reads very much like a novella.
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I adore Valente's writing style; I love her imagery, the way she builds words into such complex feelings and scenes. Each poem is such a self-contained universe. For what it's worth, this book has accompanied me on half a dozen doctor's visits: every piece sucked me in and kept me enthralled while I spent hours waiting, and I now keep it tucked in my backpack, like emergency reserves, for when I find myself in need of escape. ( )