A book of rhymed reflections.
They’re not quite poems, not quite slam poetry - they’re “rapíky”: raw, rhythmic fragments that live on the page but come alive instantly with a beat or a guitar riff (as heard on the debut album Mala by som niečo robiť).
As a book, "Rapíky" stand firmly on their own - brought to life visually through Kristína Kandríková’s illustrations and the graphic design of Matúš Lelovský, making it a unique art object as much as a literary work.
Readers will find verses about pregnancy and young motherhood in Prague, about the sudden realization that solitude and boredom open the door to those two precious hours when something important should happen. It’s a record of shifting social status, altered states of mind, texts that are by turns funny, absurd, and a little terrifying.
Terez Frecerová offers a fresco of modern womanhood and modern consumerism - a trip into a cosmic petri dish under the gaze of a galactic sniper. A melodrama of breastfeeding a world that latches onto you through the tiny knot of joy around which the capillaries of melancholy quietly pulse. And yet, when the lights go out, the book begins to softly illuminate the darkness around it. Try it, and see.
