
So Much Depends Upon...
Behold the egg! Smooth, rounded, perfectly formed, fragile, its glowing center suspended in a malleable, translucent penumbra. The same might be said of these thirty-five memoirs in which the past--formed a the fragile nexus, the malleable boundary of memory and imagination--is suspended in prose, contained in an essay. You have but to crack open this book.
Red Wheelbarrow Writers are a loose a...
Behold the egg! Smooth, rounded, perfectly formed, fragile, its glowing center suspended in a malleable, translucent penumbra. The same might be said of these thirty-five memoirs in which the past--formed a the fragile nexus, the malleable boundary of memory and imagination--is suspended in prose, contained in an essay. You have but to crack open this book.
Red Wheelbarrow Writers are a loose a...
