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  •  Just to hear/read Matthew's tale of the (3+ / 0-)
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    crippled girl and 'reveal' his 'full' name are alone well worth the read of Barnes; she requires patience, and the way she 'broke up' Nightwood, the reader is 'allowed' to enter and exit as they may or may not need to.  When TS Eliot writes the introductory note to your novel, you must be on to something ...

    The Democrats care about you after you're born. --Ed Schultz

    by micsimov on Mon Nov 25, 2013 at 07:21:00 AM PST

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    •  TS Eliot had good & interesting taste; also a (2+ / 0-)
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      quirky contrarian streak. I'm just getting into Nightwood - I haven't met the doctor, and the story hasn't sucked me in yet. But some of the sentences are so rich and allusive, they shine such brilliant weird insight, so fresh and unexpected.

      "Every man has a right to utter what he thinks truth" Samuel Johnson

      by Brecht on Mon Nov 25, 2013 at 09:25:52 AM PST

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      •  Indeed, the title alone, I think, captures (3+ / 0-)
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        her elegance, her taste for prose worthy of being written, and spoken for that matter.

        And it is no wonder that William Faulkner himself quoted from Djuna Barnes in his novel Intruder in the Dust; he borrowed two lines from her poem "To the Dead Favourite of Liu Ch'e"--'The scattered tea goes with the leaves' and 'And every day a sunset dies.'

        More Barnes? ... if you insist

        (from) "To One in Another Mood"

        O dear beloved, shall I not go back
        From gazing on you always with wet eyes,
        And mournful kisses from these lips where lies
        More honey than your aloes?
        ....                 I lack
        The needed dull intoning of despair.
        Nor in me echoes your too somber mood,
        Nor is it in my heart.  Nor anywhere
        Within my flesh the very flesh you wooed.
        Then wherefore shall I loose my braided hair
        Hiding my eyes, pretending that I brood?

        The Democrats care about you after you're born. --Ed Schultz

        by micsimov on Mon Nov 25, 2013 at 11:58:31 AM PST

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