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REVIEW Kim Parko, Cure All Reviewed by Angela Stubbs |
THE ESSENCE OF CULTIVATING THE MIND AND HEART Kim Parko's Cure All is a work of collected fictions that encompass a myriad of afflictions and flawed subjects who attempt to decipher appearances from illusions, crises from philosophical ponderings and magical circumstances from the realities shared by animal and human alike. Our perceptions about what we need and what we desire are often as off-kilter and disfigured as some of the images that crop up in these poetic fictions. Parko's work flickers with pieces of word wizardry while igniting a desire to absorb the strange and distorted; to take hold of the various appendages reaching out to us as we read each page and allowing them to guide us down foreign paths and through unknown terrain. * Each piece in Cure All invites us to be voyeurs of incidents, lovers of strife and company to heartbreak. In short, we are guest to the semantics take place in the mind of every narrator. Of the 55 different short fictions, each one helps to shape our perception of what is and is not. The surreal elements camouflaging loss, birth, re-birth, both literal and figurative states of consciousness are what give this work its heartbeat. Parko displays a keen sense of humor in works like "Sick with Crows" where the narrator finds the silver lining with her affliction: "when I was sick with crows, it was not all that bad. It was like my organs were all asleep and caught in dreams of flying" or in "Eras" when the cloud afflicts its narrator with a sky disease: "I was covered in hailstones. The cloud-hand enveloped me in a fist. I was 13 years old. I was carried to a rite of passage. I was hung upside down by my ankle from a tree." Parko makes you believe the unbelievable, the reader being subject to tricky word-spells. What I like about this collection of fiction is that it's interspersed with fantastic bits of advice where nature and human emotion are concerned. Our author warns, "If Phantoms Swim Behind Your Breastbone Fish Them Out With A Birchwood Twig," or breaches the topic of adolescent desires while navigating through quizzical layers of the teenage mind: "During class, I had many desires: I wished to suck the knobs of my chest inward, away from probing boy-eyes; I wished to question authority with pastel-glossed lips; I wished to console Diana, who blamed herself for misery amongst animals."
* Giving insight into the human mind and heart are what Parko does best. The reader is allowed to traverse unknown terrain because the syntax, language and poetry remain the only guide capable to decipher skewed visions, obsessions and visions made clear by concise instructions on how to interpret and view. Watching how polar opposites merge and meditations give way to splinters of obscure advice, one has to ask where real ends and imagined begins. |