I‘m the prophecy prophecies pass.
Why desire dies at last.
How mountains fly. And deserts swim.
And sandstorms glass before the wind.
I defy the mighty. I turn the meek.
Only an Ass feasts along desolate streets.
And I allone am left to laugh
at all my slaughter Promises to keep.
I hope everyone had a great Christmas! Here are mine and my boyfriend‘s #bookishgifts. His are the top two, and the bottom three are mine. 🎄🎁📚
#ReindeerReads #catsoflitsy #Phoenix
The weirdest one I could find on my shelf- although I think it's actually pretty cool, inside and out. If you look close you can see the middle of the pages where the text flips upside down. Truly strange inside and out 👍🏻
I wonder if Pantheon was upset that Danielewski chose to follow his wildly popular House of Leaves with this dueling narrative epic poem. I probably wasn't the only disappointed college student after trying and failing to get through this. But in retrospect it seems like a cool idea- maybe it deserves #onemoretry , though I might need some more poetry practice before I attempt again. #junetunz @Cinfhen
So it's been a hard week which meant a trip to my fav book store was in order. Very happy with my selections 💕📚
Pluto loved this book. A tough one to get through, but beautifully written. A story written in poems revolving around two lovers and written from both their perspectives. In order to read this book you actually read 8 pages then flip the book over and read eight pages. The stories intertwine well.
'We were allways sixteen'... Hailey and Sam. Sam and Hailey. They were there before Romeo and Juliet. And after too. A love story the barrels across the States. Everything goes back on itself... Flip the book, switch the perspective. Danielewski plays with language and narrative like no other.