{"product_id":"hares-on-the-mountain","title":"Hares on the Mountain","description":"\u003cp\u003eImogen Cassels\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eImogen Cassels\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e'Reading \u003ci\u003eHares on the mountain\u003c\/i\u003e sent me to Simone de Beauvoir, who writes that ‘\u003ci\u003eThe girl watches herself suffer\u003c\/i\u003e: \u003ci\u003eshe is savouring in her heart the taste of violence and revolt rather than feeling any interest in their results\u003c\/i\u003e’—there is something deeply feminine about Cassels’ poetry—the clichés de Beauvoir identified ‘\u003ci\u003emoonlight\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003epink clouds and velvet nights\u003c\/i\u003e … \u003ci\u003emarble\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003ejasper and mother of pearl\u003c\/i\u003e,’ but there is also the decision to make an art of \u003ci\u003ewatching\u003c\/i\u003e and of \u003ci\u003esavouring\u003c\/i\u003e the world when it does not adhere to these alluring projections. de Beauvoir puts imagining on the side of inertia, ‘\u003ci\u003eshe tells herself silly fairy stories\u003c\/i\u003e. \u003ci\u003eShe sinks so often into such foolishness because she has no hold upon the world\u003c\/i\u003e; \u003ci\u003eif she were supposed to act\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003eshe would have to see clearly\u003c\/i\u003e, \u003ci\u003ebut she can wait in a fog\u003c\/i\u003e.’ Cassels’ poems are precise, littered with birds and other creatures, as well as barrettes and briolettes, and while they describe waiting and absence, they are demonstrations of presence and attention. She charts being in a fog—and moving through it. As lyric, they slip and slide with astonishing clarity—they make slight and beautiful renderings of the world. I want to read and read again.'—Edwina Attlee\u003ci\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/i\u003e'Cassels is a fencer of a poet, nicking the throat of language while pivoting with adroit feet. Surely, I think, the poems in \u003ci\u003eHares on the mountain\u003c\/i\u003e are the lost songs of Wyatt’s diamond-studded hind, or the dreams of cursive font. I gasp when I read them, knowing Cassels has once again shredded breath into meticulous and exquisite evasion.'—Jennifer Soong\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Boekhandel Perdu","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":61329439523146,"sku":null,"price":20.0,"currency_code":"EUR","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0666\/2782\/9974\/files\/Haresonthemountain_Cover_wSticker_0e5e3a27-b91e-45fc-b109-ddd1d943bd04.webp?v=1783864692","url":"https:\/\/boekhandelperdu.nl\/products\/hares-on-the-mountain","provider":"Boekhandel Perdu","version":"1.0","type":"link"}