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Jeremy Radin

    Jeremy Radin est un poète dont l'œuvre explore les complexités des liens humains et la nature éphémère de l'expérience. Ses vers abordent souvent des thèmes tels que la mémoire, l'identité et la recherche de sens dans les moments quotidiens. La voix distinctive de Radin capture un équilibre délicat entre vulnérabilité et observation, entraînant les lecteurs dans un monde à la fois familier et profond. Son exploration de la forme poétique offre une perspective unique sur la vie contemporaine.

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    Slow Dance with Sasquatch
    • Slow Dance with Sasquatch

      • 110pages
      • 4 heures de lecture
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      Set in a secluded woodland ballroom, the narrative invites readers into a whimsical and intimate gathering. The story unfolds with a blend of mystery and charm, exploring themes of connection and the unexpected. As characters navigate this enchanting setting, the presence of Sasquatch adds an intriguing twist, blending folklore with human emotion. The book promises a unique experience that combines elements of fantasy and reality, inviting readers to dance with the extraordinary.

      Slow Dance with Sasquatch
    • Jeremy Radin's second full-length collection uses as its foundation Lanford Wilson's 1979 play, Talley's Folly, detailing the 1944 courtship of a nurse's aide from a Protestant family by a German-Jewish accountant. Given in the text is the fact that, prior to the events of the play, the accountant had, for one full year, written and sent a letter a day to the nurse's aide. The poems in this series emerged from the rehearsal process of the play, in which the author played the accountant, intended as a way in which to generate a greater understanding of the character, but ended up taking on a life of their own; exploring the middle ground between actor and role, as communion between withheld desire, perceived unlovability, diasporic Jewishness, loss of faith in the body and the spaces the body occupies, and ultimately, a tremulous sort of hope.

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