'In the dimness of the café, the manager is arranging tables and chairs, the ashtrays, the siphons of soda water; it is six in the morning.'
More of Alain Robbe-Grillet (mentioned in my guest post on The Oliva Reader blog) in a later post.
I welcome your thoughts on this opening.
5 comments:
Hi aguja! I'm sorry, I've been away, so I'm only now catching up on your posts. What is the poem you wanted me to read?? I like this opening paragraph and I'd like to hear more about this author... :)
I'd like to read this again! you know, Robbe-Grillet is usually in the program at school in France but i feel perhaps at that time i didn't appreciate enough...so yes, definitely, a "classical" to revisit.
Thank you ! :-)
Lala
ps : i know what you mean about the weather...i can't even say we had a bit of autumn as just in a few days we had snow on the sierra...keep warm Ann !
Thank you for the insights into various books. I always get a particular joy from your descriptions, because it gives me the impression of the book.
Gorgeous! I love the v isual. xo style, she wrote
Maelissa, the poem is the Sunday Snippet of this week. It is so lovely and written by a ten year old boy. Good to see you back. Spangle and I have decided to write in earnest over the winter. How about you?
Lala, thank you for your comment and chat. WWhere did Autumn go??
Olga, you are always so encouraging ... and that is important to me.
Hi Clara! Thank you for visiting! I will check out the link.
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