A tense linen closet? A breathing ceiling? Well-behaved chairs?
In The Garden Room, a subtle, witty poet finds beauty and solace in household objects. Such material trappings, rather than being entrances to memory and experience (a la Proust), are experiences in and of themselves. Even as birdsongs""fail to say, fail to make, fail to say, fail to make""neatly enacts the inability of language to represent the world, Katz's never-resting mind creates a palpable, vivid universe.
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Published September 1, 2006
by Tupelo Press.
Literature & Fiction.