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October 18, 2007

"... the purely accidental quality of each lived instant, a quality the poet identifies as 'love.'"

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Above, my favorite sentence of the week.

It's from Joel Broewer's October 14, 2007 New York Times Book Review piece about "In The Pines,", Alice Notley's new collection of poems.

Now I'm not sure if I should get a book of Brouwer's poems or Notley's.

Probably best to invoke my old adage when in doubt about things book-related, to wit: buy both.

Bonus: My crack research team found a treasure trove of recordings of Alice Notley reading from her work, including 21 poems in Buffalo, New York on April 10, 1987 and a video of a reading from November 6, 2006.

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