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2010 PEN Translation Fund Recipient Daniel Brunet Presents Dea Loher’s Bluebeard
When: May 21, 2012
Where: Goethe-Institut New York, Wyoming Building: 5 East 3rd Street, NYC
What time: 7:30 p.m.
Free and open to the public.
Daniel Brunet received a PEN Translation Fund Award in 2010 to support his translation of Dea Loher’s play The Last Fire. He has continued to translate Loher’s work, and now is presenting a reading of his latest: Dea Loher’s Bluebeard—Hope of Women, which will be shown as a staged reading this Monday at the Goethe Institut’s event space in the East Village, the Wyoming Building.
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2010 PEN Translation Fund Recipient Daniel Brunet Presents Dea Loher’s Bluebeard

When: May 21, 2012

Where: Goethe-Institut New York, Wyoming Building: 5 East 3rd Street, NYC

What time: 7:30 p.m.

Free and open to the public.

Daniel Brunet received a PEN Translation Fund Award in 2010 to support his translation of Dea Loher’s play The Last Fire. He has continued to translate Loher’s work, and now is presenting a reading of his latest: Dea Loher’s Bluebeard—Hope of Women, which will be shown as a staged reading this Monday at the Goethe Institut’s event space in the East Village, the Wyoming Building.

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Lit Crawl NYC: Geek Love

POWERHOUSE ARENA [Dumbo] 

37 Main Street 
Brooklyn, NY 11201

Co-Hosted by Emma Straub & Teddy Wayne
Whether you’re into Harlequin romances or Proust, come seek your book-loving soul mate at Geek Love. Lit Crawl NYC’s “mixer of the minds” brings together the sexiest dorks in the Big Apple for a night of drinks, bookish trivia, and fun prizes. Bring your buddies and make some new ones—we’ll assign you to a team of cute and brainy strangers to guarantee you’ll go home with a prize, a date, or at least a good story! Singles, “takens,” and everyone in between welcome.The $15 admission includes one drink and a $5 credit at the powerHouse store. Proceeds benefit Lit Crawl NYC. Featuring a lineup of bookish guests, including Emma Straub (Laura Lamont’s Life in Pictures) and Teddy Wayne (The Love Song of Jonny Valentine), and an Event Committee of editors, publishers, and publicists from the lit world.
Happy Birthday, Marcel Proust!
Edmund White: “Proust may be telling us that love is a chimera, a projection of rich fantasies onto an indifferent, certainly mysterious surface. But nevertheless, those fantasies are undeniably beautiful, intimations of paradise, the artificial paradise of art. I doubt whether many readers could ever be content with Proust’s rejection of rustling, wounded life, in favor of frozen, immobile art. But his powerful vision of impermanence certainly does speak to us. The rise and fall of individual loves on the small scale, and of entire social classes on the grand, the constant revolution of sentiments and status, is a subject Proust rehearsed and we’ve realized. Proust is the first contemporary writer of the twentieth century, for he was the first to describe the permanent instability of our times.”
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Happy Birthday, Marcel Proust!

Edmund White: “Proust may be telling us that love is a chimera, a projection of rich fantasies onto an indifferent, certainly mysterious surface. But nevertheless, those fantasies are undeniably beautiful, intimations of paradise, the artificial paradise of art. I doubt whether many readers could ever be content with Proust’s rejection of rustling, wounded life, in favor of frozen, immobile art. But his powerful vision of impermanence certainly does speak to us. The rise and fall of individual loves on the small scale, and of entire social classes on the grand, the constant revolution of sentiments and status, is a subject Proust rehearsed and we’ve realized. Proust is the first contemporary writer of the twentieth century, for he was the first to describe the permanent instability of our times.”

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"But my heart is always propped up
in a field on its tripod,
ready for the next arrow.

After I carried the mouse by the tail
to a pile of leaves in the woods,
I found myself standing at the bathroom sink
gazing down affectionately at the soap,

so patient and soluble,
so at home in its pale green soap dish.
I could feel myself falling again
as I felt its turning in my wet hands
and caught the scent of lavender and stone.”

-Billy Collins, “Aimless Love”