Date: 2001
"But loss is a current: the coolness of one side of a wet finger held up, the faint hiss in your ears at midnight, water sliding over the dam at the back of your mind, memory unremembering itself."
preview | full record— Richardson, James (b. 1950)
Date: 2001
"The mind is like a well-endowed museum, only a small fraction of its holdings on view at any one time, and this is true from hour to hour as well as from era to era."
preview | full record— Richardson, James (b. 1950)