Miss Marion started crying again. "This is just damn lovely!" We stood there in the night looking at the paper garden. It really did look nice. "You know, William, some things are just too good for this world."(from Jerome Wilson's "Paper Garden")
posted by Pamela @ 7:57 PM
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Some cool women and I decided to start a virtual book club, and since our first title was Eat, Pray, Love--Read, Chat, Write was born. Who knows where this will all lead, but if you stumbled upon us and want to join in, feel free! Sarcasm is allowed, trolling is deleted!
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Pamela,
I commented more extensively below, but I did want to mention that I read the Simic poem and, to play with the experience, took each link out to the myth site. It is a weird experience in that it both pulls you out of the poem but also amplifies it. Now I have the combination of the beautiful paininting of Hector chiding Paris to leave his love and take arms intermingled into my reading of this poem. It makes sense as it works with the tension between women and war but Paris is not, offically, part of Simic's poem. Yet I now have a link between Paris and this poem. So--it certainly shaped my reading.
The live links, too, seem to buzz as they sit there in the poem. At first I thought, no, I won't take the links, but--like email--I couldn't resist taking a peek.
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