Poetry
by Tricia, May 25, 2005 12:38 PM
This is a book best read immediately after the end of an intimate relationship. Devoid of sentimentality, it is a meditation of a lover when alone. Written in fragments, the overriding theme is that the lover, I, never absolutely, truly sees the beloved, You. The lover only has language, which is ultimately inadequate, to express the longing s/he feels for the beloved, who is but a figment, a fabrication of the I.
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