poetry may not change the world, but might change you – Evie Shockley
Anahid Nersessian reviews Virginie Despentes’s Dear Dickhead (“Cher Connard”) in the New Yorker.
“… the letter, even when it arrives as an e-mail, is the opposite of the social Internet: a medium that invites each correspondent to read carefully what the other has to say, and to respond in a way that will keep the conversation going as opposed to shutting it down. Most importantly, it is not intended for a public audience. We don’t write letters to get clicks or win followers; we write them, as Rousseau suggests, to discover what we think and what we want, to give an account of ourselves and to make it available to others, risking the discomfort of their close attention.”
