Introduction to the Introduction to Wang Wei

Fiction & Literature, Poetry
Cover of the book Introduction to the Introduction to Wang Wei by Pain Not Bread, Brick Books
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Author: Pain Not Bread ISBN: 9781771313032
Publisher: Brick Books Publication: October 1, 2000
Imprint: Brick Books Language: English
Author: Pain Not Bread
ISBN: 9781771313032
Publisher: Brick Books
Publication: October 1, 2000
Imprint: Brick Books
Language: English
Introduction to the Introduction to the Introduction by Andre Alexis For me, reading the Introduction was like being caught in a spring shower while waiting for the 41, and running into a library to get out of the rain and, because the rain lasts, wandering the aisles on the fifth floor, taking books from the shelves (Waley's translations from the Chinese, a work by Roland Barthes, an oversized book about eastern birds…), draping my winter coat on a chair and sitting down to read. My coat smells of wet coconut matting, and the library is warm, and I fall asleep, my head on the desk, and dream about a strange library filled with impossibly rare and impossibly beautiful works: Waley on birds, Barthes' translations from the Chinese, an oversized book about rain… And when I wake, moments later, after what seems like hours, I have the momentary and vivid conviction that, if I listened properly, I could translate water into any language at all.
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Introduction to the Introduction to the Introduction by Andre Alexis For me, reading the Introduction was like being caught in a spring shower while waiting for the 41, and running into a library to get out of the rain and, because the rain lasts, wandering the aisles on the fifth floor, taking books from the shelves (Waley's translations from the Chinese, a work by Roland Barthes, an oversized book about eastern birds…), draping my winter coat on a chair and sitting down to read. My coat smells of wet coconut matting, and the library is warm, and I fall asleep, my head on the desk, and dream about a strange library filled with impossibly rare and impossibly beautiful works: Waley on birds, Barthes' translations from the Chinese, an oversized book about rain… And when I wake, moments later, after what seems like hours, I have the momentary and vivid conviction that, if I listened properly, I could translate water into any language at all.

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