Sudden cold or the sudden sense of having been cold for a long time
He said he was getting back some thing that had been lost like what
Love oh great looking out across the river he wouldn’t meet my eyes either
Something flashed up and fell back down into the water there look no
I told him about the time I saw them feeding the crowd up out
Of the dark water of paler mouths opening closing like what
Getting the strength to say lost he was beautiful the play
Aisha Sabatini Sloan
Episode 22: “Form and Formlessness”
In an essay specially commissioned for the podcast, Aisha Sabatini Sloan describes rambling around Paris with her father, Lester Sloan, a longtime staff photographer for Newsweek, and a glamorous woman who befriends them. In an excerpt from The Art of Fiction no. 246, Rachel Cusk and Sheila Heti discuss how writing her first novel helped Cusk discover her “shape or identity or essence.” Next, Allan Gurganus’s reading of his story “It Had Wings,” about an arthritic woman who finds a fallen angel in her backyard, is interspersed with a version of the story rendered as a one-woman opera by the composer Bruce Saylor. The episode closes with “Dear Someone,” a poem by Deborah Landau.
Rachel Cusk photo courtesy the author.
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