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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
When Karen Garthe says hear Ye see Ye she becomes our town crier of infinity, an impossible seeming act that only art can make actual. While wielding a language of many registers, and with associative leaps that can be as nervy, instinctive, and primal as they are jaunty, worldly, and elegant, Garthe creates a late lyric gasping of deft tenderness toward all the vanished and vanishing world.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
When Karen Garthe says hear Ye see Ye she becomes our town crier of infinity, an impossible seeming act that only art can make actual. While wielding a language of many registers, and with associative leaps that can be as nervy, instinctive, and primal as they are jaunty, worldly, and elegant, Garthe creates a late lyric gasping of deft tenderness toward all the vanished and vanishing world.