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Ben Lerner

I came to realize that far more important to me than any plot or conventional sense was the sheer directionality I felt while reading prose, the texture of time as it passed, life’s white machine.
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Important Reading White
Maggie Nelson cuts through our culture’s prefabricated structures of thought and feeling with an intelligence whose ferocity is ultimately in the service of love. No piety is safe, no orthodoxy, no easy irony. The scare quotes burn off like fog.
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Cutting Feelings Fog
I’ve been building a fiction in part around the Marfa poem since my brief residency there, which has kept it from receding into the past.
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Building Fiction Past
What interests me about fiction is, in part, its flickering edge between realism and where a tear in the fabric of a story lets in some other sort of light.
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Fiction Light Tears
My concern is how we live fictions, how fictions have real effects, become facts in that sense, and how our experience of the world changes depending on its arrangement into one narrative or another.
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Fiction Real World
I’m defending fiction as a human capacity more than as a popular or dying literary genre.
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Dying Fiction Genre Literary
I like to think – knowing that it’s an enabling fiction – of those moments as fragments from a world to come, a world where price isn’t the only measure of value.
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Fiction Knowing Thinking
I usually see the word “metafiction” applied to works that draw attention to their own devices, their own artificiality, in order to mock novelistic convention and show the impossibility of capturing a reality external to the text or whatever.
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Attention Order Reality
I’ll work my way from irony to sincerity in the sinking city, a would-be Whitman of the vulnerable grid.
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City Grid Sincerity
I remember I had this recurring dream that we were playing a night game and instead of eye black we had mashed up the glowing bodies of fireflies and put that under our eyes. So our faces were glowing – a kind of night vision.
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Dream Eye Firefly
The problem is that if you’re self-conscious about being a person on whom nothing is lost, isn’t something lost – some kind of presence? You’re distracted by trying to be totally, perfectly impressionable.
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Kind Self Trying
Just in case God isn’t dead, our astronauts carry sidearms.
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Astronaut Carry Cases Sidearms
Maybe that’s the way I’m private – I respect the privacy of “my” characters? Anyway, we’re getting close to the whole “relatability” and “likability” thing.
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Character Privacy Way
Anyway I read more contemporary poetry than contemporary fiction so my mind goes first to a kind of crass “conceptualism” that repeats vanguard gestures of the past minus the politics and historical context.
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Contemporary Fiction Historical Past
Are there are fireflies on the West Coast? I never saw any when I lived in California.
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Country Firefly West Coast
Every relationship can feel saturated by market logic or at best purchased at the price of the immiseration of others.
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Feels Logic Saturated

Just in case God isn’t dead, our astronauts carry sidearms.

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