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Julian the Magician
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Overwhelming. Surreal. Syntactically it follows the laws of the English language but the meanings refuse to follow along, or to behave rationally. Each sentence is a poem. There is no other book like this one. This book was written by someone with tremendous confidence and a tremendous deep wisdom about the power of the word--how the word can mean so many things at once. Or: how it can mean nothing. I could quote every sentence, each one of them exuberant and surprising. The sun was lemon ice, virginal overhead. I'm dumbstruck. That this book is out of print is a sin of omission that hurts my heart.
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Dec 06, 2022 12:12AM
Lark, I haven’t read this, but I understand your response. I saw MacEwan at a poetry reading in Toronto years ago when I was a student. She had an extraordinarily beautiful voice and her reading was riveting. She sadly died at the age of 46 as a result of alcoholism. I realize now I must’ve seen her just a short time before her death.
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Canadian Reader wrote: "Lark, I haven’t read this, but I understand your response. I saw MacEwan at a poetry reading in Toronto years ago when I was a student. She had an extraordinarily beautiful voice and her reading was riveting..."Canadian Reader, thanks so much for sharing this memory. I don't know where this book came from-- there it was on my shelf--and I picked it up and began to read. It's so moving and strange. It felt like what I was meant to read next.
Lark wrote: "Canadian Reader wrote: "Lark, I haven’t read this, but I understand your response. I saw MacEwan at a poetry reading in Toronto years ago when I was a student. She had an extraordinarily beautiful ..."There are times like that, aren’t there? Some mysterious force that makes us pick up a book that goes to a deep place . . .
