Brian Reed, a scholar based at the University of Washington, wrote up a study of my poetry regarding spatial imaginations. His essay, titled “To Venture Outwards: Sueyeun Juliette Lee’s ‘Korea'” might be one of the closest readings of my work anyone has yet offered. The essay is public and posted at Arcade, a digital salon hosted by Stanford University.
This is from the other month, but I completely forgot to post this. I reviewed Bhanu Kapil’s Ban en Banlieue at Constant Critic. If you aren’t familiar with her work, I think you’re missing out on one of the most important writing voices on the globe today. Truly.
I gave a short interview to this new chapbook publication, Work & Tumble, based in Perth, Australia! My friend and former classmate, Robert Wood, is one of the editors/curators. They have several forthcoming publications in the mix, so if you love small press work, innovative writing, and want to expand your reading habits beyond a US context, this is definitely a press to keep your eyes on.
I have a short interview up at Take Down the Clouds over at the Volta! What a nice way to start the year…
I just bought plane tickets into the arctic circle. I’ll be in Norway the last half of January, and in the far northern city of Tromsø the last weekend of the month, before flying out to Iceland for February.
And what do I expect to encounter in that darkness?
I have no idea. I am simply obeying this call which tells me to pursue the subtle light. I think I’ll probably have more intensive experiences of artificial light than anything else, frankly, but I do suspect I’ll find what I could not have imagined to discover. And that excites me intensely.
Light is a language. I want to open myself to it. To speak the far distant ray… its orphaned, jettisoned calling.
I think it will perhaps open what has been long orphaned in me.
Can lost light be a home?
Can the broken, displaced, and evacuated body become fertile ground in the dark subtle night?
I pray to be dreamless and afloat among stars. To have the deep blue sky infiltrate me and erase what was false inside. The sky is deepest blue in subtle light, not black. I want to steep myself in that immense hue. May there be no requirement.
I discovered immeasurable peace in the infinite day of the Norwegian summer solstice. I’m curious if I will accomplish a dark peace in its long night.