Elizabeth Bachinsky

God of Unfulfilled Longings

Happiness where are you? I haven’t got a clue. —Eytan Mirsky Gina—pretty, thirty-two, and who wears a lot of black, not because she is in mourning but because she’s got nothing else to wear—has started making love with a boy …

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How Poems Work: Elizabeth Bachinsky’s ‘God of Unfulfilled Longings’

Lately I’ve been listening to a lot of pop music. And I’ve been hearing really abstract arrangements, huge production, and big, inescapable metaphors.

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