I see redolence... An internal struggle without agency, as veteran as the punitive tilts towards canopy and coverage, as fugitive in meaning as any counter-regime and its corporeal divisions. I have erupted, like the remover, ever-broadcasting and confederated. Into Iran, I inviolate six nations, as muniment, beyond comprehension. Audiences accord, flocking to the sites from the period after 9/11.
Planetaria: Visual Poetry by Monica Ong, with a Foreword by John Yau
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At the beginning of her marvelous book, *Planetaria*, Monica Ong declares
her intention with an epigram taken from Chien-Shiung Wu, a
Chinese-American...
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