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From Michael Martone..."I no longer need to keep a journal of my dreams now that Ori Fienberg, in his enigmatic encyclopedia, Where Babies Come From, has already instinctually inventoried for me all manner of jaw-dropping juxtapositions, pantries of canny uncanniness, to wake in and walk through. Nothing common about this commonplace book of revving reverie. Indeed, this fabulous fabulist collection presents as all kinds of imaginary volumes and imagined unimaginable books-an Atlas of airy aspirations, a Baedeker of Borgesian burbles, a Concordance of dissonant cornucopias, a Dictionary of Dadaistic ecstatic statics. On second thought-this is a compendium of second, third, fourth, and forty-forth thoughts after all-Where Babies Come From is not so much a journal of my dreams as it is a factory of my actual dreams, my dreaming of dreamy dreams."
Product Details
| Publisher | Cornerstone Press |
| Publish Date | September 16, 2024 |
| Pages | 106 |
| Language | English |
| Type |  Paperback / softback |
| EAN/UPC | 9781960329530 |
| Dimensions | 8.5 X 5.5 X 0.3 inches | 0.3 pounds |
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Reviews
"A dazzling and eccentric meditation on the anxieties that cling to us....a collection with heart, a sense of humor, and plenty of punch."
-Chicago Review of Books
"A Field Guide filled with radiant residues of exquisite sentient exhaustions."
-Michael Martone, author of Table Talk & Second Thoughts
"This is a book of possibilities disguised as a book of poems; it's a delightful catalogue of parallel worlds and what ifs and world problems as word problems. It's elegant but wild; a raucous party in the subconscious because, as Fienberg writes, "this is a library, [nobody] speaks". These pieces are things of meaning, things of hidden meaning and overt meaning, things of wordplay and sound and light and great sadness and understanding and they are very, very good."
-Amber Sparks, author of And I Do Not Forgive You
"Kind of like Russell Edson, but with more birds and more citrus, and thus with significantly more feathers and significantly less scurvy. Ori Fienberg's debut is gently zany and wonderfully absurd in the best possible ways."
-Brian Evenson, author of The Glassy, Burning Floor of Hell
"Paging prose-poem storks: Where Babies Come From is proof that a three-parent strategy succeeds, Ori Fienberg's work inventively triangulating Zachary Schomburg, Gabriel García Márquez, and Charles Simic. Stocking his nursery with rusty fogs and psychic ponies-a statue's dust eater making the toy box cut-Fienberg's collection has me reevaluating the outlandish and the heart-toll of wished-for child scenarios, surrealism serving as our oasis 'for ideas that [hover] just out of reach.' The more I read him, the more I want a nation-library underwritten by 'packs of tiny gazelles, ' where Ori is laureate."
-Jon Riccio, author of Agoreography
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