by Madeline Gins ‧ RELEASE DATE: Sept. 25, 1969
Word rain, and it rains and it rains and it rains--""it"" being, as the reader goes down for an opened-ended series of third times, an eddying loquacity induced by the spatial demands of words on the aspatial consciousness. The author (?) also pops out where no author should--ingesting sentences (""There was a sentence. I read it up. It disappeared in the reading."") She reads her mind with the page."" And somehow, although the experience is a head-pounding exertion, Miss Gins (wherever she is) prods the reader to follow. There are pages that-----look-----like-----this----- and words seem to float like uprooted debris. There are also witty dingalings like: ""They bounced with empathy on their neighborhood anxiety trampolines."" Also there is one chapter of classic book endings, from V. Woolf to T. Hardy. My, but it's a hard rain fallin' in Miss Gins' private pool.
Pub Date: Sept. 25, 1969
ISBN: N/A
Page Count: -
Publisher: Grossman
Review Posted Online: N/A
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Sept. 1, 1969
Categories: FICTION
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