Showing posts with label Intercession. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Intercession. Show all posts

Friday 15 December 2023

Suddenly I Heard Someone Say

  The interceding voice is known to you
  from literature; a stranger’s voice who speaks
  offstage: He passed with his friendly word through
    red-brick pillars into the darkness. Texts,
  familiar as the classics, tell of
  a life’s unforeseeable salvation:
  Someone shouts. A hand grabs me by the collar 
   and I am flung from the police cordon.
    A casual comment to the universe,
  addresses no one in particular.
  Jaunty, the voice is baroquely perverse.
  I run, compelled by an animal fear.
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  Sometimes we are so confounded that we
  do not know our own voice or whence this plea
    comes, but hear only the stranger’s decree:
  ‘You know there cannot be a voice for me.’
                                                                                                                                                                      Catherine Eisner
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  Text composed from key lines from : 
  A Passage to India. E M Forster.
  The Pianist: One Man’s Survival in Warsaw, 1939-1945. Władysław Szpilman.
  Of this Time, of that Place. Lionel Trilling.
  The Pilgrim’s Progress. John Bunyan.



Catherine Eisner believes passionately in plot-driven suspense fiction, a devotion to literary craft that draws on studies in psychoanalytical criminology and psychoactive pharmacology to explore the dark side of motivation, and ignite plot twists with unexpected outcomes. Within these disciplines Eisner’s fictions seek to explore variant literary forms derived from psychotherapy and criminology to trace the traumas of characters in extremis. Compulsive recurring sub-themes in her narratives examine sibling rivalry, rivalrous cousinhood, pathological imposture, financial chicanery, and the effects of non-familial male pheromones on pubescence, 
see Eisner’s Sister Morphine (2008)
and Listen Close to Me (2011)