Showing posts with label corrections. Show all posts
Showing posts with label corrections. Show all posts

October 11, 2010

Still

The quiet in the house
after lunch was
of such density
that it nearly
stopped the clocks.

— Jonathan Franzen, "The Corrections"

October 4, 2010

Evasion

Do you miss him?

My divorce is the great unhappiness of my life.

That's an answer, Brian said.
But not to my question.

— Jonathan Franzen, "The Corrections"

September 19, 2010

Autumn

Cavalries of leaf
wheeled across
the bitten lawns.

— Jonathan Franzen, "The Corrections"

September 15, 2010

Gaze

Her open eye
was like
nearly black
balsamic vinegar
bleeding
on white china.

— Jonathan Franzen, "The Corrections"