\u003cP\u003eUsing long poems, ekphrasis, and ruptured forms, \u003cI\u003eRENDANG\u003c/I\u003e is a startling new take on the self, and how an identity is constructed. Drawing on his Anglo-Indonesian heritage, Will Harris shows us new ways to think about the contradictions of identity and cultural memory. He creates companions that speak to us in multiple languages. They deftly ask us to consider how and what we look at, as well as what we don't look at and why. It is intellectual and accessible, moving and experimental, and combines a linguistic innovation with a deep emotional rooting.\u003c/P\u003e\u003cP\u003e\u003cBR\u003e\"The Hanged Man\"\u003c/P\u003e\u003cP\u003eHe bought a seeded loaf and two ripe and ready avocados\u003cBR\u003eand left them in the hallway, and at lunch the next day went\u003cBR\u003eto Chipotle on Charing Cross Road, then back to work,\u003c/P\u003e\u003cP\u003eand afterwards bought a ring doughnut from Tesco\u003cBR\u003ebecause there were no jam doughnuts.\u003c/P\u003e\u003cP\u003eThat night, though he didn't think he was a hoarder,\u003cBR\u003ehe started ordering records online and soon he had bought\u003cBR\u003ethe whole of Bruce Springsteen's back catalogue.\u003c/P\u003e\u003cP\u003e\u003cI\u003eI hate Bruce Springsteen\u003c/I\u003e, he thought.\u003cI\u003e I want to eat better\u003c/I\u003e.\u003c/P\u003e\u003cP\u003eThe next week, listening to \u003cI\u003eHuman Touch\u003c/I\u003e, he dozed\u003cBR\u003eand woke to find himself floating two feet off the ground.\u003c/P\u003e\u003cP\u003eHanging there. His parents were alive and dead.\u003cBR\u003eIf only he could keep completely still he could remain\u003cBR\u003eunscattered, forever on the edge of rain.\u003c/P\u003e
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