5/30/2023 0 Comments Bardo bookThe title suggests the Buddhist transitory state between lives on Earth, and that meaning applies to the wandering soul who narrates this journey across precincts of old Mexico City, a place both real and contemporary, and timeless and of the mind, with the spirit of Lacan a frequent companion. “Got lost in the sphere of fear we dwell in but / cannot see all of, as the aerial view of the plaided / city street pattern doesn’t catch the de-centered / focus of changing one’s focus for the variety of / things to focus on the whole-sphere of fear / you are and cannot see all of, like a recidivism that makes no sense but is pre-given.” Is there such a genre as the graphic socio-philosophical discourse in verse / psycho-geographic walking tour for mental tourists? If not before, there is now, because Esteban Oloarte has created just that (and more) in this head-spinning hybrid work of art and poetry.
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