February 17, 2010


... they dug up the barbecue,
and a smell of meat and hot earth
spread over the patio
in a thin curtain of smoke
that enveloped them all
like the fog that drifts
before a murder ...

— Roberto Bolano, "2666"
(translated by Natasha Wimmer)

1 comment:

Rob Orange said...

An excellent book. It's sad that there will never be another from this author. At least he was able to leave a legacy. All I have is my blog of randomness.

Take care,