I’m a recreational book review reader. That is, although I favour reviews of books I’m likely to want to read, I’m often reading a review for itself - for the pleasure of listening to someone talk about books. An occupation intimately related to Greenstein’s jigsawing of minds and landscapes. When I got to the end of this review I went back over it looking for the found poem that’s obviously lurking in it. A sometimes linguistically witty poem with depth, something to do with shutting a book, clarity and obfuscation, a serious waiting game, a parenthetical pause of clauses, foregone conclusions, things framed in devotional light.
Thank you for bringing M. G. into such sharp Cubist focus in the clear Mediterrean light!
I’m a recreational book review reader. That is, although I favour reviews of books I’m likely to want to read, I’m often reading a review for itself - for the pleasure of listening to someone talk about books. An occupation intimately related to Greenstein’s jigsawing of minds and landscapes. When I got to the end of this review I went back over it looking for the found poem that’s obviously lurking in it. A sometimes linguistically witty poem with depth, something to do with shutting a book, clarity and obfuscation, a serious waiting game, a parenthetical pause of clauses, foregone conclusions, things framed in devotional light.
Your comment is as fascinating as Michael's review, Sheila.
Thank you, Sheila, for being such a discerning reader and writer.