Sunbeams: Love your neighbor as yourself but don’t take down your fence.” --Carl Sandburg
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
there's something....
about reading Lolita that makes one hyper-aware of minutia peeling elevator paint hotel carpet patterns rusty old lock sounds movements of hands glances daily details revealing revelry and heartbreak even zippers seem inordinately loud and painful
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Sad with weltschmerz Sue or maybe that is just me.
Your "glances" here make me recall with relish Milan Kundera's description in "The Book of Laughter and Forgetting" how the main character became enchanted with the way a girl turned her head. I always fall in love with those seemingly little things; the way a girl turns a doorknob or her laugh lines. Beautiful.
2 comments:
Sad with weltschmerz Sue or maybe that is just me.
Have you been reading Proust as well?
Your "glances" here make me recall with relish Milan Kundera's description in "The Book of Laughter and Forgetting" how the main character became enchanted with the way a girl turned her head. I always fall in love with those seemingly little things; the way a girl turns a doorknob or her laugh lines. Beautiful.
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