Shopping, or The End of Time

I am going to make a poem, writes Emily Bludworth de Barrios, As if / I could put beautiful things in a box to keep them there. With Shopping, orThe End of Time she has done that and so much more. These kaleidoscopic images reflect and reverberate across time and space, revealing collisions of identity, motherhood, childhood, houses, shopping malls, industrial canalsthe hopes and fears of what weve lost and gained over the decades in our mad rush for connection, for ownership, for goods. A detectives red thread spiderweb mapping the constellations among parenting, capitalism, aging, and ghosts, this stunning collection is wistful, unmoored, glamorous, and immense. These tour-de-force poems simultaneously capture an impression of emptiness and pleasure, of existing in a liminal space filled with both hollowness and potential. Even though we lived at the edge of a great rupture, It was difficult to tell when the world broke. Excerpt from Ravine