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Logbook written by a drifter, is a cycle of interlinked poems that deal with life, spirituality, language, philosophy, love and relationships. A main theme are relationships which have changed the character. Those which the character doesn't know how to deal with; which have make the character into a wreck, emotionally, psychologically, or spiritually: he is in a small space. This collection encourages us to keep those spaces, spaces of the drift, until we have faced our challenges, afterall sometimes drifting is all we can do!

2000-2099

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In his third poetry collection, Primer, Aaron Smith grapples with the ugly realities of the private self, in which desire feels more like a trap than fulfillment. What is the face we prepare in our public lives to distract others from our private grief? Smith's poetry explores that inexplicable tension between what we say and how we actually feel, exposing the complications of intimacy and the limitations of language to bridge those distances between friends, family members, and lovers. What we deny, in the end, may be just what we actually survive. Mortality in Smith's work remains the uncomfortable foundation at the center of our relationship with others, to faith, to art, to love as we grow older, and ultimately, to our own sense of who we are in our bodies in the world. The struggle of this book, finally, is in naming whether just what we say we want is enough to satisfy our primal needs, or are the choices we make to stay alive the same choices we make to help us, in so many small ways, to die.

2000-2099

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Tragique et matérialisme dessinent, dans l'histoire de la philosophie, deux traditions différentes, qui parfois se rencontrent, parfois s'opposent. Le but de cet ouvrage est d'explorer quelques moments de ce double cheminement, depuis l'Ecclésiaste jusqu'à nos jours. Ma thèse est que le matérialisme, s'il est rigoureux, se doit d'être une pensée tragique, c'est-à-dire aporétique, déceptive, inconsolée. Et qu'une sagesse qui se sait insuffisante et insatisfaite (une sagesse tragique) vaut mieux, de ce point de vue, que la suffisance d'une sagesse prétendument satisfaite. Cela amène à prendre quelque distance avec Épicure, Spinoza, Nietzsche et Marx. Et à se trouver plus proche de Lucrèce, de Montaigne ou du dernier Althusser.

2000-2099

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Der vorliegende Band enthält die Beiträge des 52. Forschungsseminars Radein. Der Sammelband untersucht, welche Rolle globale Instabilitäten auf volkswirtschaftliche und gesellschaftliche Entwicklung der Staaten bzw. Regionen haben und welche neuen wirtschaftspolitischen Konzepte gefragt sind, um die Probleme in Griff zu bekommen oder gar zu lösen.

2000-2099

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In When We Were Birds, Joe Wilkins wrestles his attention away from the griefs, deprivations, and high prairies of his Montana childhood and turns toward "the bean-rusted fields and gutted factories of the Midwest," toward ordinary injustice and everyday sadness, toward the imminent birth of his son and his own confusions in taking up the mantle of fatherhood, toward faith and grace, legacy and luck. A panoply of voices are at play--the escaped convict, the late-night convenience store clerk, and the drowned child all have their say--and as this motley chorus rises and crests, we begin to understand something of what binds us and makes us human: while the world invariably breaks all our hearts, Wilkins insists that is the very "place / hope lives, in the breaking." Within a notable range of form, concern, and voice, the poems here never fail to sing. Whether praiseful or interrogating, When We Were Birds is a book of flight, light, and song. "When we were birds," Wilkins begins, "we veered & wheeled, we flapped & looped-- / it's true, we flew."

2000-2099