AboutSara WHym
Sara Whym is a writer. She comes from the desert, has traveled far, and survived some harsh winds. Eager to protect the mysterious source and fragile flame of her writing, she prefers seclusion to exposure and seeks to preserve a shielded, quiet life at home. She has been a child, a dancer, a poet, a lover, a wife, a student, a teacher and scholar, and, most crucially for these ongoing Dreamscapes, a faulty and longing, yet joy-filled, mother.
Praise
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Dreamscapes
“Sara Whym’s enigmatic poems open onto a shifting, oneiric world in which characters drift in and out and fade away and reappear, leaving in their wake hazy and shimmering traces like the hide-and-seek of dreams. The stories they tell——in fragments, allusions, feints, anamneses——are both heartbreakingly personal and a screen onto which our own stories unfold. Dreamscapes asks a lot of its reader and gives a lot in return.”
——Mark Polizzotti, author of Why Surrealism Matters & Revolution of the Mind: The Life of André Breton
“I love these poems… they have an interesting flavor of non-assholic T.S. Eliot to them.”
——Elisabeth Ladenson, author of Proust's Lesbianism & Dirt for Art's Sake: Books on Trial from Madame Bovary to Lolita
“These poems are like little theaters, each oneiric landscape staging a scene that is always unstable, flexible, elastic and metamorphic——like dreams themselves do; but staging it further, and better, than they do, thanks to the infinitely graceful effect of powerful writing.”
——Hélène Merlin-Kajman, author of Rachel & Lire dans la geule du loup
