Eugene Lang’s very own Jennifer Firestone, Associate Professor and author, has released a book of poetry titled Story. “Story is a brilliant antidote to closure... Read More
Eugene Lang’s very own Jennifer Firestone, Associate Professor and author, has released a book of poetry titled Story.
“Story is a brilliant antidote to closure and the tyranny of narrative.”
-Brenda Coultas
There is a Story at a beach. There is a couple evolving and devolving inside a new fangled form of the couplet. There is the landscape: the ocean, sand, and sun that language flails in trying to recreate. “The beach reached for them but slipped. / The beach shells and sound. / The beach the one syllable until soft.” Story is a cryptic film, an old photograph, a mystery, where narrative, memory, truth, and trauma are interrogated, where creditability slips much like the language that is storytelling. Where, “what is the truth but what we say.”
To find out more and buy the book, visit: https://uglyducklingpresse.org/publications/story/
October 10, 2019
Ann Snitow May 9, 1943-August 10, 2019 Ann Snitow, a founding faculty member of Lang College and the creator of the Gender Studies Program at the New School, passed away on August 10, 2019. She was a beloved member of the Literary Studies faculty. While indeed her books and essays are crucial texts in feminist studies and in the life of the mind, as Literary Studies colleagues our remembrances here are more personal, testaments not just to her work but to the power of her being.
October 27, 2016
Sarah Leonard interviews Ann Snitow for The Nation. The interview reflects on the future of feminism, with Leonard recounting that “For her, feminism is a genie loosed from its bottle: powerful, sometimes capricious, a great force for good but occasionally co-opted by villains. […]
Eugene Lang’s very own Jennifer Firestone, Associate Professor and author, has released a book of poetry titled Story.
“Story is a brilliant antidote to closure and the tyranny of narrative.”
-Brenda Coultas
There is a Story at a beach. There is a couple evolving and devolving inside a new fangled form of the couplet. There is the landscape: the ocean, sand, and sun that language flails in trying to recreate. “The beach reached for them but slipped. / The beach shells and sound. / The beach the one syllable until soft.” Story is a cryptic film, an old photograph, a mystery, where narrative, memory, truth, and trauma are interrogated, where creditability slips much like the language that is storytelling. Where, “what is the truth but what we say.”
To find out more and buy the book, visit: https://uglyducklingpresse.org/publications/story/
