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From the Publisher
In Faceless , Genni Gunn explores "the impulse for the
edge," a magnetic field between the gloss of the topside world and
the grit of the world beneath. Both these landscapes are
fascinating and treacherous, haunted by faces that are obsessively
worn and shed, torn off and replaced, where identity itself is
arbitrary. Impersonation, even of oneself, is the rule. In a piano
bar, the musician is a chameleon adapting to the faceless men who
sit around her piano. The faceless cadavers in the notorious
BodyWorlds exhibits stalk the rooms while, in Gunns title poem, an
ordinary French woman finds redemption in the worlds first face
transplant after being mauled in a strange accident by her pet dog.
To be anonymous in todays urban places is to be free yet isolated,
to be in a constant flux of longing for and fear of "the dead and
beating heart," both in ones own breast and those faltering in the
chests of others. The countless faces that Gunn confronts on the
streets of the city or behind closed doors make her important new
book such a compelling read-as does the "delicious anxiety" she
sees hanging in ecstatic, sometimes terrifying suspense in the
liminal spaces between.