Аннотация
David Markson
Reader's Block
For Steven Moore
This the way to the museyroom. Mind your hats goan in!
— JoyceFirst and foremost, I think of myself as a reader.
— BorgesSomeone nodded hello to me on the street yesterday.
To me, or to him?
Someone nodded hello to Reader on the street yesterday.
Church bells were already ringing, to announce the Armistice in November 1918, when word reached Wilfred Owen’s family that he had been killed in battle one week before.
Picasso made Gertrude Stein sit more than eighty times for her portrait.
And then painted out the head and redid it three months later without having seen her again.
Pablo Casals began each day for more than seventy years by playing Bach.
I have come to this place because I had no life back there at all.
I have, Reader has?
Reader has come to this place because he had no life back there at all.
Someone nodded hello to him on the...

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