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Tausif Noor
Tausif Noor is a critic and doctoral student at the University of California Berkeley, where he studies modern and contemporary art history. His writing on art, literature, and visual culture appears in Artforum, frieze, The Nation, The New York Times and other venues, as well as in artist catalogues and various edited volumes.

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Devil in the Detail: on Leesa Gazi’s ‘Hellfire’

Book Review

July 2021

Tausif Noor

Book Review

July 2021

British-Bangladeshi novelist Tahmima Anam’s debut A Golden Age (2007) tracks the early stirrings of revolution in East Bengal from the 1950s to the climax...

Art Review

May 2019

Simone Fattal, Works and Days

Tausif Noor

Art Review

May 2019

For the last five decades, Simone Fattal has produced works that refract the particularities of the present vis-à-vis a...

Do You Want To Dip The Rat   Do you want to dip the rat Completely in oil   Do you want to dip the rat Before we eat it eat it   Do you want to dip the rat Completely in oil   Before we eat it   Tender tender meat Like pork shoulder   A hundred traps set Eighty hanging in a row to be broiled   With you I’d take it raw   Tiny pink feet Glistening with oil   Legs and feet Glistening with oil   Matted fur and face Weighted down with oil   Everything in oil But the teeth are shiny clean   No what I really want to know Before you open that mouth again   Should we completely dip the rat in oil Before we eat it eat it   Should we completely Dip the rat in oil   Before we eat it       The Nurse Said   The nurse said To swallow The brown pills first     Then the blue Then she said to take the blue And throw them on the floor     And stamp stamp Stamp hard She said     Outside the thunder is very rough What is the sun if not an ending You and the other people     When you split from the man in the poem Baby Nothing sadder than that     Nothing sadder than that Had ever happened to me I cried and cried     But it was silent Like spring tears Like some sort of spring green     Civil law Is tender It’s tender like the skin     Like the skin Come too soon Like the pink skin with blood     But my blood grew But my blood Grew in you     You were so green Now you are so blue The nurse said     Eat the yellow ones I eat the sun And my face is not afraid     Do you hear me I am not afraid I’ve fought this long     You will not Break Me     You sweet, sweet one Sweet and tender Like pork shoulder     Sweet Sweet and gone Lips pursed in a ribbon  

Contributor

March 2018

Tausif Noor

Contributor

March 2018

Tausif Noor is a critic and doctoral student at the University of California Berkeley, where he studies modern and contemporary art...

INTERVIEW WITH ANAND PATWARDHAN

Art Review

July 2018

Tausif Noor

Art Review

July 2018

By the late 1990s a right wing government in the shape of a BJP-Shiv Sena alliance had come to power for the first time...
Danh Vo, Take My Breath Away

Art Review

April 2018

Tausif Noor

Art Review

April 2018

‘When you love, you are nailed to the cross,’ says a character in Rainer Fassbinder’s film In a Year of 13 Moons (1978). In...

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Interview

May 2017

Interview with Hari Kunzru

Michael Barron

Interview

May 2017

In the summer of 2008, the English novelist Hari Kunzru left London for New York City after accepting a fellowship at...

Interview

Issue No. 4

Interview with Ahdaf Soueif

Jacques Testard

Interview

Issue No. 4

In 1999, Ahdaf Soueif’s second novel, The Map of Love, was shortlisted for the Booker Prize, eventually losing out...

Art

February 2016

'Look at me, I said to the glass in a whisper, a breath.'

Alice Hattrick

Art

February 2016

Listen to her. She is telling you about her adolescence. She is telling you about one particular ‘bender’ that...

 

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