Sasha Reiter

Sensory Overload Sasha Reiter

With the poems in this new book, Sasha Reiter takes to another level what he had already achieved in his first collection. Fundamentally, Reiter delves into a kind of intelligence and sensibility -which does not shun humor- in the manner of a Paul Gauguin or a César Vallejo; that is, rather post-anthropocentric. Or, in other words, where the myth is not pausterized, but is alive, gathering people together and fostering a live community. This alone sets Reiter apart from a legion of young and not so young poets, attentive in a unique way to themselves or to an oversized private space. Therefore, today and in the projection of this poetry toward the future, we do not find utopias or dystopias in a humanistic way; but, instead, a plunge -with eyelids wide open- toward another instance or condition of language: a knife which cuts flesh, seasons it slowly and then hands it out. Sasha Reiter's poems not only make up the Bronx but also -from a cultural perspective and not merely a geographic one- Peru and, likewise, the academy placed together on the stage. They are, first of all, for eating, for countering a vast creative anemia prevailing throughout the entire world. PEDRO GRANADOS