A Liberation Library

Here we are again, arriving at another December 31st. We are alive; a miracle I celebrate every morning I wake to find I have not died in my sleep. We are alive with hope in our hearts and despair daring to blight our bones. But we are not alone in this aliveness, nor is our aliveness guaranteed. Books continue to remind me of this.

It is a tradition of mine to celebrate December 31st with a remembrance and appreciation for some books I encountered during the year, books that brought company, wisdom, linguistic splendor, and perspective — for in times of ever uncertainty, books are a stalwart, omnipresent friend. Throughout electric days, blue days, and the always-prowling fog, look — a book is here, waiting to sing to you as you hold each other close.

This year, as our world continues to burn and flood and a genocide too keeps blazing, I am ever inspired and changed by the liberating books I read in 2024 (see the collage and full list below), and I vow to keep harnessing my energy (and encourage others to do so too) towards a more liberated future for all in the following ways:

-to acknowledge the violence around us. name the daily violences we contribute to. question it, study its history and trajectory, expose it, refuse to accept it. resist it. abolish it.

-to dream of alternative ways our world could become. make art about it. be surreal, be utopic, be punk, be nonsensical. spread the word. cook a meal, feed people, invite them into your dream discussion. make a plan or a song about how to transform those dreams into reality.

-to share what you have with others (neighbors, friends, family, people you don’t know yet or maybe never will) and in turn, create space and opportunities for people to share skills, food, solidarity, knowledge, life with you

-to nurture your relationship with your own body, with your community, and the land. all flourishing is mutual.

-plant seeds. wash your hands in dirt. notice the fragments that construct a bird’s nest.

-to make a go bag (or survival pack) for emergencies

-to fill your belly with art which is also food. to become absolutely pregnant with poems.

-to enjoy the fruits of collaboration and seek out opportunities to make something out of nothing with other brains, hands, and hearts

-to engage deeper in mutual aid projects you started or supported this year. start each day with asking, how can i give today?

Oh, friends, there is much work to be done. And still, reading is an essential part of that work to me.

So, on this pensive day of old and new, I give thanks to those who write books, make books, bind books, share books, give books, read books, and love books. While I do encourage joy to be sought out in small and large ways in 2025, I will not say happy new year. I will say these words: Liberation. End the occupation. Read openly. Open your heart. Wear a mask. Abolish state violence. Love more.

(If you like these books, you might consider donating or learning more about the following organizations):

The Refaat Alareer Camp – by The Sameer Project  (link)

Mutual Aid Disaster Relief (link)

Point of Pride – Free chest binders for trans folks who need them (link)

Stand with Trans (link)

Detroit Bird Alliance (link)

 

Can you find them all? 

The Message – Ta’Nehisi Coates *

Zmagria: Poems – Mouna Ammar

The Serviceberry: Abundance and Reciprocity in the Natural World  – Robin Wall Kimmerer *

The Parable of the Sower – Octavia E. Butler *

The Sapling Cage – Margaret Killjoy *

The Will to Change: Men, Masculinity, and Love – bell hooks *

Zaftig: Poems – Molly Pershin Raynor

The Sisters: Poems – Jordan Windholz

The Garden Against Time: In Search of a Common Paradise  – Olivia Laing *

Everything for Everyone: An Oral History of the New York Commune 2052-2072 – M.E. O’Brien & Eman Abdelhadi

Most Ardently : A Pride and Prejudice Remix – Gabe Cole Novoa *

Hotel Almighty: Poems – Sarah J. Sloat

Minor Detail – Adania Shibli *

[…] – Fady Joudah

 

A History of Half Birds – Caroline Harper New

The Body of a Frog: A Memoir on Self-Loathing, Self-Love, and Transgender Pregnancy – Aarron Sholar

This is how you lose the time war – Amal El-Mohtar and Max Gladstone *

Breathe: Journeys to Healthy Binding – Maia Kobabe and Dr. Sarah Peitzmeier

Too Like the Lightning – Ada Palmer *

Dante Elsner – Maia Elsner

You, From Below – Em J Parsley

Bodies are Cool – Tyler Feder

Edges & Fray: on language, presence, and (invisible) animal architectures  – Danielle Vogel

* a star means that I also enjoyed the audiobook version, and you might, too! Did you know you can borrow audiobooks from your library system through the Libby app?

 

Reading is a political act

It’s always a bit staggering — to find oneself and the world arriving yet again at a December 31st. Here we are, on the precipice of hope, and yet, how easy it is to feel the loss of the year past — how we want to hold so much in ourselves at once.

It has become a tradition of mine to celebrate December 31st with a remembrance and appreciation for some books I encountered during the year, books that brought company, wisdom, linguistic splendor, and perspective — for in times of ever uncertainty, books are a stalwart, omnipresent friend. Throughout electric days, blue days, and the always-prowling fog, look — a book is here, waiting to sing to you as you hold each other close.

I want to acknowledge — there are dozens of books that are still stacked on my floor, yelping to be read. There are dozens (thousands?) of books I mightily wish I could have included in this year’s list, but alas I have not met them yet! For me, the prospect of meeting new books, new poetic or narrative friends, gives me great hope for the new year. So, with the fact that it is impossible to include every book that has made an impact on me, here is my annual sampling of a few books I would like to highlight: texts that were exquisitely staining and impactful to me in one way or another —  and have inevitably shattered and rearranged my glass body, my glass path … books that after reading, I will never be quite the same.

In 2022, I posed the question: “Why do we make “end of the year” lists anyway? What is the purpose? Why uplift the books that we do and not others? Who does that serve? How do we make decisions for which books to include in our end of the year lists, and how influenced are we by the lists that others make and share?”

I posed these questions to you, to consider and graze on your own.

Here’s how I said I approach these questions: “Sometimes I think of books as bandaids, adhering to my body, healing me wherever I go.

Sometimes I think of books and their content as organic material invisibly floating through the air and collecting on my skin, in my bloodstream. These book particles are vital invigorators, as vital to life as yeast is to a sourdough starter.

In both scenarios, there’s something that sticks to me…for some scientific or spiritual or poetic reason beyond my knowing. It is up to me to pay attention to this adhesive phenomenon; to notice the words that beg to stay, the wisdoms that make a home in me.

Of course, there are some books that just enter into our lives, through trusted recommendation or by a life-changing sweep of the hand at the bookstore or library. There’s a fascinating tango of choice and serendipity that dictates which books we read in a year, the only kind of uncertainty and dare that my soul can bear to look forward to.”

In 2023, I say undoubtedly, what we choose to read is also a deliberate political act.

I cannot write this post without writing about the genocide in Gaza. I cannot write this post without writing that almost 22,000 Palestinian people have been murdered since October. I cannot write this post without writing that the country I live in is actively funding the genocide in Gaza.

My question in 2023 is: What use is a book list when people are being murdered?

As I gather together my book list, starting off with the novel by Palestinian writer Adania Shibli, I notice an obvious thread between them all. Every book in this list confronts and exposes state violence on bodies (queer bodies, BIPOC bodies, disabled bodies, poor bodies, foster bodies, sick bodies, bodies of water, more-than-human bodies) and/or imagines a life of liberation for our collective future. It is not the book list itself that matters; it is the acknowledgement and gratitude of all the time and energy, the trust and passion, the vulnerability and sacrifice that went into the creation of these works. It is a celebration of their existence; of the power of their words and craft to bear witness, speak truth, resist erasure, and activate change.

So, on this pensive day of old and new, I give thanks to those who write books, make books, bind books, share books, give books, read books, and love books. While I do encourage joy to be sought out in small and large ways in 2024, I will not say happy new year. I will say these words: Liberation. End the occupation. Read openly. Open your heart. Wear a mask. Abolish state violence. Love more.

starting from the bottom right corner: 

Minor Detail by Adania Shibli, trans. by Elisabeth Jaquette *

A Constellation of Vital Phenomena by Anthony Marra *

Who Owns the Clouds? by Mario Brassard, illustrated by Gérard Dubois

A Prayer for the Crown-Shy by Becky Chambers *

Generations by Lucille Clifton

One Hundred Saturdays by Michael Frank, illustrated by Maira Kalman *

Mothers of our Own Little Love by Jesse Eagle

Greek Lessons by Han Kang, trans. by Deborah Smith and Emily Yae Won *

Ghost Of by Diana Khoi Nguyen

Maybe This is What I Deserve by Tucker Leighty-Phillips

How Far the Light Reaches: A Life in Ten Sea Creatures by Sabrina Imbler *

Call Me Cassandra by Marcial Gala, trans. by Anna Kushner

Abolishing State Violence by Ray Acheson

Blackouts by Justin Torres

Thrust by Lidia Yuknavitch *

A Minor Chorus by Billy-Ray Belcourt

A Luminous History of the Palm by Jessica Sequiera

The Old Philosopher by Vi Khi Nao

Noopiming: The Cure for White Ladies by Leanne Betasamosake Simpson

Gender Queer by Maia Kobabe

Civil Service by Claire Schwartz

The Employees by Olga Ravn, trans. by Martin Aitken

Gold by Rumi, trans. by Haleh Liza Gafori

The Book of Disquiet by Fernando Pessoa, trans. by Richard Zenith

 

* A star next to a book title means that I listened to and enjoyed the audiobook version, and you might enjoy it, too! (Hint: Did you know you can borrow audiobooks from your library system through the Libby app?)

International Translation Day!

Hello friends, and a very happy International Translation Day to you!

 

On this day (but really every day), we pause and celebrate what it means to be able to read a book or other text in translation or watch a film/show with subtitles or listen to a speaker with the assistance of an interpreter; how narrow our perspectives and understanding of the world would be without the gift of translators to somehow both expand and condense our world at once. I fear that translators don’t get nearly the amount of credit they deserve; yet their dedicated magicking brings brilliance originating from languages spoken near and far right there, into our homes, our book stacks, our ears, our brains. It is a gift. It is a gift!!

 

I believe translated texts and films are the closest thing we have to transportation portals, hurling us across time and space to discover linguistic, social, and cultural patterns from around the globe. The more I think about the wonder of this, the more awe I feel towards the act of translation itself.

 

So, thank you to all of the translators out there! Your work and passion and dedication to your craft, and the breadth of global human thought and innovation that you have made available to us, has made a great deal of difference in our lives and our world!
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Resources:
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Where to Find Published Books of Translations (a few of my favorite presses) :

Oh, to live another year with books

It’s always a bit staggering — to find oneself and the world arriving yet again at a December 31st. Here we are, on the precipice of hope, and yet, how easy it is to feel the loss of the year past — how we want to hold so much in ourselves at once.

It has become a tradition of mine to celebrate December 31st with a remembrance and appreciation for some books I encountered during the year, books that brought company, wisdom, linguistic splendor, and perspective — for in times of uncertainty, books are a stalwart, omnipresent friend. Throughout electric days, blue days, and the always-prowling fog, look — a book is here, waiting to sing to you as you hold each other close.

It would be impossible to include them all, but here is a sampling of a few books I would like to highlight: texts that were exquisitely staining and impactful to me in one way or another —  and have inevitably shattered and rearranged my glass body, my glass path … books that after reading, I will never be quite the same.

2021 was a year in which I also became reacquainted with the audiobook — a wonderful format to slow down, marvel at the sound of language on a tongue, and invite voices and oral storytelling into our private ear rooms. The book via the voice vessel becomes a secret companion on so many walks. Another reminder that a life with books is a life of abundance.  A star next to a book title means that I listened to and enjoyed the audiobook version, and you might enjoy it, too! (Hint: Did you know you can borrow audiobooks from your library system through the Libby app?)

So, on this pensive day of old and new, I give a fizzy thanks to those who write books, make books, bind books, share books, give books, read books, and love books! Happy New Year, and Happy Reading.

(in no particular order:)

I Will Die in a Foreign Land by Kalani Pickhart

Pew by Catherine Lacey

Ace: What Asexuality Reveals about Desire, Society, and the Meaning of Sex by Angela Chen

Another Country by James Baldwin *

Cleanness by Garth Greenwell *

Funny Weather: Art in an Emergency by Olivia Laing

Heavy: An American Memoir by Kiese Laymon *

Poet Warrior by Joy Harjo

The Pastor by Hanne Ørstavik, translated by Martin Aitken

The Thirty Names of Night by Zeyn Joukhadar

Figuring by Maria Popova *

Sleep, Death’s Brother by Jesse Ball

Bestiary by K-Ming Chang

The Twilight Zone by Nona Fernández, translated by Natasha Wimmer

A Ghost in the Throat by Doireann Ní Ghríofa

How High We Go in the Dark by Sequoia Nagamatsu

Two Big Differences by Ian Ross Singleton

Keen by Erin Stalcup

How I Became a Nun by César Aira, translated by Chris Andrews

Braiding Sweetgrass by Robin Wall Kimmerer *

Water I Won’t Touch by Kayleb Rae Candrilli

Woolgathering by Patti Smith

The Night Watchman by Louise Erdrich *

Reading Pile, October 2017

My goodness, I am in a foggy, mystical happy place here in Vermont. I’m feeling the positive energy from my cohort, my professors, and the full-blown autumn air!  Generative exercises in class are allowing me to free my grip on being “perfect.” Instead, I’m suddenly a literary scientist, content on adding a dash of this, a beaker of that, and putting it all into a cauldron to see what transforms, what changes state, and what explodes entirely.

I’m also super excited to begin my new volunteer position at the library (because there’s no such thing as being around too many books!) More on that later.

And now for a brief message: If I could go broke buying only one kind of item in the world, it would be books. I am quite frugal when it comes to clothes, food, even entertainment. But bring me to the bookstore and I lose all sense of frugality. I’ve always felt a certain kinship to this quote by Erasmus:

“When I have a little money, I buy books; and if I have any left, I buy food and clothes.”

That is all. Absolutely no shame. In fact, I love to buy books sometimes because I think about in the future, when maybe I have my own little human rummaging through my house, and I imagine he or she searching through my shelves and pulling a book off the wall and we would sit down together and begin to read it, and I would say, “Ahh! I remember reading this book when…” Perhaps this is silly, but I find a deep comfort in this slice of my future life.

And now, to the reading pile of October!

I’ve already started Ben Loory’s Tales of Falling and Flying and am very much enjoying it so far! It’s a read you can ingest voraciously, so I’m trying to slow down and savor it.

I picked up John Hodgman’s The Areas of My Expertise because I was intrigued by its wordy cover (which is kind of like a book in itself). It’s pretty hysterical and will be great for afternoon slumps in case I run out of coffee.

I brought The Catcher in the Rye with me to school, mostly because it’s comforting to know it’s in the room with me. But the last time I read it was in AP English class in senior year of high school. I am a very different writer and reader than I was back then, and I’m curious to know what I think of it now. I’ve always had an affinity for Holden and I think his voice might be the perfect muse for one of my new writing projects.

In other news: it’s Birthday Week! So let the wild rumpus begin! Hieperdepiep Hoera! (which is the Dutch and in my opinion, far-superior, way of saying Hip Hip Hooray). This little boy needs a little practice on saying it, but he’s so darn adorable.