Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Anne Carson's fictional essay in 29 tangos

At Westsider Rare & Used Books on Broadway, I picked up a copy of The Beauty of the Husband. (The only book left in the store.)

Remarkabe read! Please recommend it to your Mysteries.

November in Strawberry Fields. The gold leaves applaud.

The Jealousies have cell phone lip and forget to kiss.


The last line, she writes, "Watch me fold this page now so you think it is you."

Welcome Anne Carson's spell on me.

Dearest, I am listening.

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