Dom Deluise, RIP
 For a while in the late seventies and early eighties, among certain people in a variety of places, Dom Deluise became a sort of shorthand for everything that was...
Read More For a while in the late seventies and early eighties, among certain people in a variety of places, Dom Deluise became a sort of shorthand for everything that was...
Read MoreCHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â By the time I reached Clara Turback’s place the daylong squalls of rain had stirred the city up from the bottom. The air...
Read MoreThe Sacerdotal Clowns  Surrealism is too massive a topic for a blogh entry, but I would like to mention three American poets whose work I’ve always loved and who...
Read MoreCHAPTER THIRTY-THREE Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â She stood a little behind the door, in silk pajamas. The light shimmered in folds of rose and egg yolk. She stepped back and...
Read Moretheory and the novel  The divide between those who take a theoretical approach to the novel or poetry and those who take an empirical one might appear to be...
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