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The Monster Loves His Labyrinth: Notebooks |
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Written by Rebecca
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Friday, 23 January 2009 |
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by Charles Simic (Ausable, $14.00)
Fragments as good as poems, thoughts framed by words. These are nuggets, conjuring whole cities, whole wars, in a few sentences. It is a treat to see the mind in all its moods, a gift we can't refuse, or even resist. For instance: "God died and we were left with Emerson. Some are still milking Emerson's cow, but there are problems with that milk." (From page 45, selected, believe it or not, at random.) [I bet you could use this book like the I Ching, asking it questions and interpreting the answers from the
section which offers itself as answer.]
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