64. Fear Drinks Fear

Irene G. closes some of her wounds with this new collection of poems, without ceasing to be a ‘broken woman who swims in her own warm blood’, facing the mourning of abandonment, of loss, of the descent into the depths of solitude, with the thirst of a woman who longs to ‘kill fear’, and a ‘new life made of bits of life’. With the experience of a skilled poet, the author manages through her writing to dive deeper and deeper into the seabed, and to lead the reader among the seaweed, leaving them with the anguish of the lack of breath, of the silence of the waters. However, she leaves a glimmer of light towards the surface, because ‘happiness is a child without a name’, and ‘the restlessness of butterflies’ can seek refuge in the ribs of those who have fought with clenched fists and teeth.

Irene G. ’s wounds sting because of their rawness, but they are made of the same material as those of our absences and our failures. For this reason, she invites us to intuit the precipice, to fly by heart, to look at the flowers to understand love and to wait on the shore to be reborn with the next wave. There will be no way to resist entering its sea.

Author Irene G.
Translation Nathan Lord, Sophia Stanistic and Cecelia Thomas
ISBN 978-1-951370-37-4
Pages 126
Format Paperback