What actual good literature has come out in the last two decades?Pic not related.
I liked this book tho
>>25387448NOT RELATED
>>25387446I don't think you deserve to be answered honestly
>>25387446Against the Day
Antkino
>>25387446What is mcglue?
Unironically, Michel Houellebecq
>>25387446>And what of the first, the former life, now? What of the irresistible, verdantly sordid vocabularies of port and canal and street workers, reverberated by parrots sold in cages throughout Casco Viejo, music till dawn and the crisp easy pockets of sunburnt cruise passengers, the afternoon rains that clung and still cling in drenching sticky veils, strung across the isthmus, between Pacific and Caribbean, over City and Jungle?What of cold honeycomb, and bright oil, and hurt dog, and how long, how long since she has felt rain on her face? Her own careful cache of echoes and afterimages saved from that time confused and crowded out, subsumed by the clattering inner workings and ramblings of others, their forlorn implorings, obsessions, adorations, their resentments and sentiments, memories real and invented, dreams, fantasies, visions fixed as vivid and engulfing as the instant of first experience (I only came cause you called out), the long afterlight of the obliterated incident too loud too large too much to be contained within such small and shallow-bodied hosts. All push in, uninvited, snaking over the remnants of selfhood like arrowhead creeper, rampant and indiscriminate, steadily enveloping whatever might be left of her own life, such as it was, and whatever she loved in the time that she had there. Her carefully concealed inner reliquary.>(When she was young—young?—before time broke contract with her body, and the earth refused to eat her, she had often wished to read minds. Imagined it useful, a quiet door to power. The reality is much more tedious, and exhausting. And usually of little fascination or surprise —a never-ending torrent, a radio that can’t simply be switched off or thrown out of a window, visitors who won’t leave and in the meantime refuse to shut up.)>They follow the coast. She is aware that outside the metal hull of the float, the night air is damp, would feel chill upon the sweat slicking the woman’s skin, would cause her bare arms to prickle with gooseflesh.>The woman herself does not notice, makes no attempt to get warm, to drag a shirt from somewhere in the upended confusion of belongings.>(Gooseflesh. Chicken skin, piel de gallina.>Bird skin, thorn pricks, porcupinefish, ant tits.>No accounting for it, then or now.)>What is hers and what is not? Sunlight welling like warm oil in the open palm of an outflung hand, the day’s sunbaked groundheat soaking up into the knuckles, pressed like that between earth and sky, held on the luscious cusp of sleep. Smell of new grass, running sap. Kiss behind ear. Kiss behind knee. Kiss on mouth that buzzes, rings in teeth. Frisson, the sudden rush of one’s own innate alchemy being instantaneously rearranged by another’s. Fresh hungers. Flavours impossible to have ever actually tasted, lurid and curious fruit never so much as seen or imagined in life. In her own life. Scenes she could not have witnessed. Voices and music unknown.
>>25390648>when she was young-young?drop this shit in a garbage can
>>25390703>>when she was young-young?This means: does the soul age once the body dies?>drop this shit in a garbage canBecause you got filtered?
>>25390722yes, yes, dislike does not preclude understanding. I understand that reading this makes you feel smart, but other experienced readers may feel like her style is a sustained stream of colorful vomit with no particularly artistic precision
>>25390734>yes, yes, dislike does not preclude understandingLack of context precludes understanding, anon. How could you have known that the body died when "time broke contact with her body". "The earth refused to eat her": with the other sentence, this would mean that she is immortal, but that's not the case. The soul is still bound to the body, a body that lacks the affects of time and matter. How can the soul grow old, in this context? >I understand that reading this makes you feel smart,Now you are just projecting.>but other experienced readers may feel like her style is a sustained stream of colorful vomit with no particularly artistic precisionSo it actually filtered you. Goodreads agrees with you, they too can't spot the "particularly artistic precision". Would you describe them as "experienced readers"?
>>25387446If you were asking for slop, Vermis by Plastiboo was a fun read. You'll love the artstyle too, reminds me of All Tomorrows.
>>25390822I understand that you are blinded by the pretty lights of poetry and are struck dumb like a fainting goat by sophistry, but not everyone will be impressed. it's just another shitty poet realizing she can't make money from poetry, hence releasing long form doggerel. again, colorful vomit.
>>25390844struck dumb like a fainting goat by sophistrykek
>>25390844>it's just another shitty poet realizing she can't make money from poetry, hence releasing long form doggerel. again, colorful vomit....are you telling me that you perceive poetry as colorful vomit?
