David Foster Wallace once said that “every love story is a ghost story” and in many ways, he is right. Love is something beyond what we see in the Hollywood spectrum in movies, love is something that is haunting, that can make or break a person – be the catalyst, life changing moment, for everything that comes after. Noah Cicero shows us what it’s like to deal with those ghosts, and how we carry on with our lives, knowing that we may have lost what is the most defining moment of our lives.
If you don’t know who Noah Cicero is, I recommend you stop reading now and purchase his books. Or, if trepidation prevails, carry on reading this, and see if it takes your fancy. There is a legion of academics discussing what the human condition truly is, and beyond those air conditioned classrooms and offices is Noah Cicero, in the battlefield expressing what it truly means.
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Cicero is notable for being a prominent member of the (still-existing?) Alt Lit community. If the label is not familiar to you, it does not mean some layer of exclusivity that means the book is inaccessible, in fact, it may be the farthest thing from it. If you struggled to get into poetry before, Cicero may be the gateway. His language and form is well crafted, but without the archaic old English that we could expect from Keats or Donne. Cicero is going to take you into the blind beauty of what it means to be in love till you’re left alone in a desert, feeling lost and alone after the mysterious, warm force that guided you there has disappeared. And after closing these pages you will want to hug somebody, to feel something, because you’ve just been reminded of your own ghosts.
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