E-raamat: pleasureis amiracle

"The poems talk about memory as though time itself were a screen savera series of recurring dreams that overlap." Nora Claire Miller, The Paris Review

"Bianca Rae Messingers pleasureis amiracle wants maximalism and long mornings, luxury free of corrupting wealth, many things stuffed into a small space. Her words often get truncated, spaces lost in the mix (anattempt to compromise, whatyou miss is beauty), as if she has run out of room for her abundant language." Ayaz Muratoglu, Poetry Project Newsletter

"The way Messinger produces and overcomes space, I want to weep. Its all right if you dont return my lovewhat an image of grace. In the red interplay of anticipation and knowledge, she shows us bodies as bits of psychic pressure, active, luminous, without guarantees. How green is the valley of syntax, of poems that dont feel without thinking. shes gone isnt it, I will wake up there wont i. Look at what language can do, always more than what we can say, when it sees the struggle inside itself." Benjamin Krusling

"Feel the title in your mouth: a linguistically foreign substance from which something ravishing and graceful emerges. In the lush textures of this luminous new work, Bianca Rae Messinger brings the reader to thresholds of perception precisely where existential and relational vectors collide. The energies generated by the poems formal innovationsmargins, boxes, bars, syntactical boundaries, verbal mergings, moving screens of simultaneous actionspark the air of each page. Feel the inexorable motion of the world as it slips in and out of reach. This works pleasures make a practice of transformation."Elizabeth Willis

"Against Bianca Messingers chronic chronophobia, time deliquesces, the poems dwells in dreamscapes where, confronted with the sublime experience of song, feelings struggle against their inadequate form. Messinger exploits the ambiguity of typography in textual space, forging alternate word boundaries, verbal arrangements, new possibilities for the subject to live in the architecture of grammar. Riffing off Hejinian as for we who love to be / undone the poems (and the reader) delight in these fruitful reconfigurations; roses grow in their footfalls, becoming a curative for melancholia."Julian Talamantez Brolaski