Maggie Nelson, The Argonauts

Last night around midnight, I decided to read Maggie Nelson’s The Argonauts.  I’d hopped around it when it first came out. But I didn’t have time to focus completely. I know everyone else has read it, but I finally had the time to dive deep. It’s breathtaking.  She swims, effortlessly it seems through falling in love, having a child, and her spouse’s gender fluidity.  The love is big, the references to literary theory numerous, but the thick waters she swims through, (sorry for the swimming reference but I am swimming 1-2 hours a day) just seem too difficult for most writers to traverse.  Adoption, addiction, her mother’s obsession with weight, a woman’s shape in the world.  I like that part very much.  The questions about how you can do this or that as a woman, as a pregnant woman.  Maggie Nelson has a towering intellect and a verbal jump rope that leaves you dizzy.  She carves a wake through privilege and sorrow, expectations and flirtations.  There are all kinds of families.  Many people have questioned her family; a great family of energy, love and wild.  I’ve been given flack about our family, but ours too is wild.  An amazing read. Maggie, Harry, Harry’s son and Iggy are sounding the gong of life. In the day, in the morning, in the middle of the night.

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