The New Novel - Winslow Homer
A plaque on the Anderson Memorial Bridge over the Charles River in Cambridge, Massachusetts, commemorates the life and death of Quentin Compson, William Faulkner’s fictional character from The Sound and the Fury.
from “absalom, absalom”
william faulkner, 1936.
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Herbert List, Near Palermo, Dead birds on the wall of a house. Sicily, Italy, 1951.
90 Minute IPA and a country breeze
This was a beautiful book. If you’re looking for a beach read, buy this one instead of whatever shallow thriller you find in the airport bookstore. It’s sensual in the best possible way, and it would put you in the right mood for the coast.
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“She often looked with compassion, at such a time, upon the stragglers who came wandering into London, by the great highway hard by, and who, footsore and weary, and gazing fearfully at the huge town before them, as if foreboding that their misery there would be but as a drop of water in the sea, or as a grain of sea-sand on the shore, went shrinking on, cowering before the angry weather, and looking as if the very elements rejected them. Day after day, such travellers crept past, but always, as she thought, in one direction — always towards the town. Swallowed up in one phase or other of its immensity, towards which they seemed impelled by a desperate fascination, they never returned. Food for the hospitals, the churchyards, the prisons, the river, fever, madness, vice, and death — they passed on to the monster, roaring in the distance, and were lost.”
Writers No one Reads (apologies to W.S.): Roger Martin du Gard.
Postcard from 1952 // Explosions in the Sky
