ISBN-13: 9781848612389 / Angielski / Miękka / 2013 / 96 str.
Poetry. "erica lewis's MURMUR IN THE INVENTORY diagrams 'a dislocated cloud.' It immerses the reader in residues, resonances, and echoes. A roving, dispersed consciousness haunts relational spaces. The pronouns infuse and inhabit one another: 'i'm counting on your lips.' A sound-map of changing bodies, it holds true in your mouth." Eric Baus
"About cruel Love I always complain goes a fragment of Troubadour lyric. While reading erica lewis's MURMUR I was thinking of this tradition of singing about the absent and disappointing other or lover or version of oneself that can't/won't show up.... In this vicinity lewis registers a problem of listening, but no one can hear it, while directives, proclamations, lies and one-sided conversation rain down. Because 'the way it echoes you / is to echo you' in this 'cage of fire things' there is no way out except 'to speak to where the echo is / we take the shape of the thing that moves us' we follow that shape as it moves through this writing, and are moved." Susan Gevirtz"
Erica Lewiss murmur in the inventory diagrams "a dislocated cloud." It immerses the reader in residues, resonances, and echoes. A roving, dispersed consciousness haunts relational spaces. The pronouns infuse and inhabit one another: "im counting on your lips." A sound-map of changing bodies, it holds true in your mouth. (Eric Baus)