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Saturday, June 28, 2014

The glittering fall

The Ferrol Sams Award
Silver, ForeWord Book of the Year in fiction
Books and Culture Favorite Books of 2012
     Alden kept whispering in the dark, but Pip was emptied out and unable to speak. The jag of glee had depleted him, and he felt as if he had been gulping at some fine mist of drowsiness. Perhaps it was the Sandman's crystals, flung by the handful into the air. For a long time he lay caught in a no-man's-land between waking and sleeping until he opened his eyes and saw that a delicate and glittering rain was falling in the room. It came to him that he had seen many wonders in his travels, had gone north until he met the midnight flares of the aurora borealis, had waded through the high prairie grass until he knew it to be endless, and had crossed a western beach piled with agates and inset with pools of pink and green stars, but that now he had come to what might be home and this sight was the strangest of them all. In its in-between realm, he struggled to name the peculiar snow but could not. When he realized that he had felt no surprise, it occurred to him that he must be asleep. But yet he could feel the flecks against his skin and piling in the bedclothes though not moistening them. He closed his eyes.


  1. Beautiful excerpt. Anyone who has not read the book should treat themselves to the experience.

  2. Now, if I plagiarize, I have the perfect way of describing those moments between being awake and being asleep. Beautiful, exact, and universal in its poetic precision. But now, I suddenly need a nap. I wonder why!

  3. No! My tongue in cheek comment speaks to my own slothful and narcoleptic lifestyle.

    1. You've worked a long time, Tim. Maybe an enforced break is good for you--and a few naps and a bit of laziness.

  4. Hi you might be interested to know that the National Library of Australia has archived due to its significant cultural value the work of Melbourne and Australia's leading erotic poet colin leslie dean

    You can view the site at
    Gamahucher Press/colin leslie dean was selected for preservation by the National Library of Australia. This title is scheduled to be re-archived regularly.

    You can view/download for free all his works from


    1. Dear Colin Leslie Dean, "leading erotic poet" of Australia--

      So very kind of you to drop by... I'm not too keen on dividing poetry into genres and sub-genres, you know. Maybe you don't know. But I find labels just a wee bit suspect and off-putting in these matters.


Alas, I must once again remind large numbers of Chinese salesmen and other worldwide peddlers that if they fall into the Gulf of Spam, they will be eaten by roaming Balrogs. The rest of you, lovers of grace, poetry, and horses (nod to Yeats--you do not have to be fond of horses), feel free to leave fascinating missives and curious arguments.