brings us uncomfortably close to the strangled soul of the pornographer.The poems that follow beg the question: At the root, aren't we all whores to our desire, whether it's for sex, fame, or even the truth? Reines struggles with this concept in "Rainer Werner Fassbinder" where she's caught between her ambition to make pure art "a sacrifice melted down/To become the very ore of beauty that makes worlds" and desire for critical acclaim by a culture that's corruptive.
from The Brooklyn Rail: Poetry as Alchemy
then Buffalo News: The Gusto Blog: Ariana Reines brings her 'visceral poetics' to BIG NIGHT
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