What are the points of differences between James Joyce’s interior monologue,Virginia Woolf’s stream of consciousness and John Ashbery’s meandering (the experience of experience) ?
What happens to attachments when you go away? The unpredictable bounces of electrons or how the breeze ruffles your dreams or you wonder sometimes what is inside your omelet.
There are episodes that return when I walk to the river, new encounters that stay like the ornamental stains on colored t-shirts. But what do I know, a lone stone gathering time.
I forgot to add: I finished reading a beautiful story: The Truth According to Us, a novel by Annie Barrows. She is the one who translated, together with Joanna Macy, Rilke’s Book of Hours,Love Poems to God.
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Thanks for the book tip. I just read about it on Amazon and ordered a copy for my daughter’s birthday. After she’s read it I’ll borrow it!
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You may like also the other book: Rilke’s Book of Hours translated by Barrows and Macy. I love that book.
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