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Invisible Bride is a record of what is not remembered and what may have never happened. Composed of six linking chapters, poems are set into them, none of which are in line except as an unscored melody. The enigmatic speaker informs us that he is "making a river to build a bridge across." He is the issue of any age, of unknown origin, "a descendent of birds"; also "unapologetically ill and in [his] early eighties." Also the survivor of "a twin [who] died at birth. The clouds weighed ten ounces." He owns a blind dog. He camps in the woods with Agnes, a philosophical force who waits tables at the airport and "explains [his] reason for being." Agnes leaves him. She had to go.

And though the work is highly referential (including an odd collection of known names, Bob Dylan, Friedrich Nietzsche, Bette Davis, Ted Williams, et al.), an essential part of it remains folded from view. Yet Invisible Bride is susceptible to moods, obstacles, weather; replete with children, dogs, phones, evergreens, even a pet chicken. We almost recognize our locus on the sphere. We almost remember our "user name."

There is much ado about beards and bridges, night and snow, about the distance of plums one from another. There is much counting, measuring, a little praying and howling. Invisible Bride remains lovely and illusory. The narrative is submerged in the telling. Agnes speaks at times through a machine. The primary speaker becomes a saint. Connections are formed and dissolved. "It's getting cold. Someone has made a fire. A flame's identity depends upon what it burns--identity is like a swan, for it comes and goes as it pleases."

All of this takes place in the twenty-fifth hour, "The hour of blood-going-dry in the cattle. The hour of the singular valley." It reads as a very attentive, soulful dream. The reader may require special binoculars.

Did I say it was beautifully executed?

-- CD Wright]]> 448428 2 2255187 2 2004 Invisible Bride: Poems (Walt Whitman Award) total:97|5:47|4:32|3:13|2:4|1:1| 97 411 148 11 214296 4.16 188 22 4511786 165636 448428 0807129658 9780807129654 11 http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255m/448428.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255s/448428.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/448428.Invisible_Bride_Poems 4.22 95
Invisible Bride is a record of what is not remembered and what may have never happened. Composed of six linking chapters, poems are set into them, none of which are in line except as an unscored melody. The enigmatic speaker informs us that he is "making a river to build a bridge across." He is the issue of any age, of unknown origin, "a descendent of birds"; also "unapologetically ill and in [his] early eighties." Also the survivor of "a twin [who] died at birth. The clouds weighed ten ounces." He owns a blind dog. He camps in the woods with Agnes, a philosophical force who waits tables at the airport and "explains [his] reason for being." Agnes leaves him. She had to go.

And though the work is highly referential (including an odd collection of known names, Bob Dylan, Friedrich Nietzsche, Bette Davis, Ted Williams, et al.), an essential part of it remains folded from view. Yet Invisible Bride is susceptible to moods, obstacles, weather; replete with children, dogs, phones, evergreens, even a pet chicken. We almost recognize our locus on the sphere. We almost remember our "user name."

There is much ado about beards and bridges, night and snow, about the distance of plums one from another. There is much counting, measuring, a little praying and howling. Invisible Bride remains lovely and illusory. The narrative is submerged in the telling. Agnes speaks at times through a machine. The primary speaker becomes a saint. Connections are formed and dissolved. "It's getting cold. Someone has made a fire. A flame's identity depends upon what it burns--identity is like a swan, for it comes and goes as it pleases."

All of this takes place in the twenty-fifth hour, "The hour of blood-going-dry in the cattle. The hour of the singular valley." It reads as a very attentive, soulful dream. The reader may require special binoculars.

Did I say it was beautifully executed?

-- CD Wright]]> 2004 5 2 false Mon Aug 13 20:55:25 -0700 2007 Thu Dec 17 05:05:39 -0800 2009 6254310 325499 448428 0807129658 9780807129654 11 http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255m/448428.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255s/448428.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/448428.Invisible_Bride_Poems 4.24 97
Invisible Bride is a record of what is not remembered and what may have never happened. Composed of six linking chapters, poems are set into them, none of which are in line except as an unscored melody. The enigmatic speaker informs us that he is "making a river to build a bridge across." He is the issue of any age, of unknown origin, "a descendent of birds"; also "unapologetically ill and in [his] early eighties." Also the survivor of "a twin [who] died at birth. The clouds weighed ten ounces." He owns a blind dog. He camps in the woods with Agnes, a philosophical force who waits tables at the airport and "explains [his] reason for being." Agnes leaves him. She had to go.

And though the work is highly referential (including an odd collection of known names, Bob Dylan, Friedrich Nietzsche, Bette Davis, Ted Williams, et al.), an essential part of it remains folded from view. Yet Invisible Bride is susceptible to moods, obstacles, weather; replete with children, dogs, phones, evergreens, even a pet chicken. We almost recognize our locus on the sphere. We almost remember our "user name."

There is much ado about beards and bridges, night and snow, about the distance of plums one from another. There is much counting, measuring, a little praying and howling. Invisible Bride remains lovely and illusory. The narrative is submerged in the telling. Agnes speaks at times through a machine. The primary speaker becomes a saint. Connections are formed and dissolved. "It's getting cold. Someone has made a fire. A flame's identity depends upon what it burns--identity is like a swan, for it comes and goes as it pleases."

All of this takes place in the twenty-fifth hour, "The hour of blood-going-dry in the cattle. The hour of the singular valley." It reads as a very attentive, soulful dream. The reader may require special binoculars.

Did I say it was beautifully executed?

-- CD Wright]]> 2004 4 1 false Sat Sep 01 00:00:00 -0700 2007 Sat Sep 15 15:33:40 -0700 2007 Sun Sep 23 13:08:40 -0700 2007 6067710 235199 448428 0807129658 9780807129654 11 http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255m/448428.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255s/448428.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/448428.Invisible_Bride_Poems 4.24 97
Invisible Bride is a record of what is not remembered and what may have never happened. Composed of six linking chapters, poems are set into them, none of which are in line except as an unscored melody. The enigmatic speaker informs us that he is "making a river to build a bridge across." He is the issue of any age, of unknown origin, "a descendent of birds"; also "unapologetically ill and in [his] early eighties." Also the survivor of "a twin [who] died at birth. The clouds weighed ten ounces." He owns a blind dog. He camps in the woods with Agnes, a philosophical force who waits tables at the airport and "explains [his] reason for being." Agnes leaves him. She had to go.

And though the work is highly referential (including an odd collection of known names, Bob Dylan, Friedrich Nietzsche, Bette Davis, Ted Williams, et al.), an essential part of it remains folded from view. Yet Invisible Bride is susceptible to moods, obstacles, weather; replete with children, dogs, phones, evergreens, even a pet chicken. We almost recognize our locus on the sphere. We almost remember our "user name."

There is much ado about beards and bridges, night and snow, about the distance of plums one from another. There is much counting, measuring, a little praying and howling. Invisible Bride remains lovely and illusory. The narrative is submerged in the telling. Agnes speaks at times through a machine. The primary speaker becomes a saint. Connections are formed and dissolved. "It's getting cold. Someone has made a fire. A flame's identity depends upon what it burns--identity is like a swan, for it comes and goes as it pleases."

All of this takes place in the twenty-fifth hour, "The hour of blood-going-dry in the cattle. The hour of the singular valley." It reads as a very attentive, soulful dream. The reader may require special binoculars.

Did I say it was beautifully executed?

-- CD Wright]]> 2004 4 0 false Sat Sep 01 00:00:00 -0700 2007 Tue Sep 11 17:42:53 -0700 2007 Tue Sep 11 17:57:16 -0700 2007 more...]]> 36420421 756803 448428 0807129658 9780807129654 11 http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255m/448428.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255s/448428.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/448428.Invisible_Bride_Poems 4.24 97
Invisible Bride is a record of what is not remembered and what may have never happened. Composed of six linking chapters, poems are set into them, none of which are in line except as an unscored melody. The enigmatic speaker informs us that he is "making a river to build a bridge across." He is the issue of any age, of unknown origin, "a descendent of birds"; also "unapologetically ill and in [his] early eighties." Also the survivor of "a twin [who] died at birth. The clouds weighed ten ounces." He owns a blind dog. He camps in the woods with Agnes, a philosophical force who waits tables at the airport and "explains [his] reason for being." Agnes leaves him. She had to go.

And though the work is highly referential (including an odd collection of known names, Bob Dylan, Friedrich Nietzsche, Bette Davis, Ted Williams, et al.), an essential part of it remains folded from view. Yet Invisible Bride is susceptible to moods, obstacles, weather; replete with children, dogs, phones, evergreens, even a pet chicken. We almost recognize our locus on the sphere. We almost remember our "user name."

There is much ado about beards and bridges, night and snow, about the distance of plums one from another. There is much counting, measuring, a little praying and howling. Invisible Bride remains lovely and illusory. The narrative is submerged in the telling. Agnes speaks at times through a machine. The primary speaker becomes a saint. Connections are formed and dissolved. "It's getting cold. Someone has made a fire. A flame's identity depends upon what it burns--identity is like a swan, for it comes and goes as it pleases."

All of this takes place in the twenty-fifth hour, "The hour of blood-going-dry in the cattle. The hour of the singular valley." It reads as a very attentive, soulful dream. The reader may require special binoculars.

Did I say it was beautifully executed?

-- CD Wright]]> 2004 4 0 false Tue Oct 28 15:38:50 -0700 2008 Tue Oct 28 15:48:17 -0700 2008 Invisible Bride struck me as especially concerned with:

-Problems of measurement

-Belief systems (often VS. problems of measurement)

-Family/self-making, re-making, -history-making

...more...]]> 38927273 1758326 448428 0807129658 9780807129654 11 http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255m/448428.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255s/448428.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/448428.Invisible_Bride_Poems 4.24 97
Invisible Bride is a record of what is not remembered and what may have never happened. Composed of six linking chapters, poems are set into them, none of which are in line except as an unscored melody. The enigmatic speaker informs us that he is "making a river to build a bridge across." He is the issue of any age, of unknown origin, "a descendent of birds"; also "unapologetically ill and in [his] early eighties." Also the survivor of "a twin [who] died at birth. The clouds weighed ten ounces." He owns a blind dog. He camps in the woods with Agnes, a philosophical force who waits tables at the airport and "explains [his] reason for being." Agnes leaves him. She had to go.

And though the work is highly referential (including an odd collection of known names, Bob Dylan, Friedrich Nietzsche, Bette Davis, Ted Williams, et al.), an essential part of it remains folded from view. Yet Invisible Bride is susceptible to moods, obstacles, weather; replete with children, dogs, phones, evergreens, even a pet chicken. We almost recognize our locus on the sphere. We almost remember our "user name."

There is much ado about beards and bridges, night and snow, about the distance of plums one from another. There is much counting, measuring, a little praying and howling. Invisible Bride remains lovely and illusory. The narrative is submerged in the telling. Agnes speaks at times through a machine. The primary speaker becomes a saint. Connections are formed and dissolved. "It's getting cold. Someone has made a fire. A flame's identity depends upon what it burns--identity is like a swan, for it comes and goes as it pleases."

All of this takes place in the twenty-fifth hour, "The hour of blood-going-dry in the cattle. The hour of the singular valley." It reads as a very attentive, soulful dream. The reader may require special binoculars.

Did I say it was beautifully executed?

-- CD Wright]]> 2004 5 0 false Sun Nov 30 03:54:13 -0800 2008 Sun Nov 30 03:55:13 -0800 2008 11732528 746563 448428 0807129658 9780807129654 11 http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255m/448428.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255s/448428.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/448428.Invisible_Bride_Poems 4.24 97
Invisible Bride is a record of what is not remembered and what may have never happened. Composed of six linking chapters, poems are set into them, none of which are in line except as an unscored melody. The enigmatic speaker informs us that he is "making a river to build a bridge across." He is the issue of any age, of unknown origin, "a descendent of birds"; also "unapologetically ill and in [his] early eighties." Also the survivor of "a twin [who] died at birth. The clouds weighed ten ounces." He owns a blind dog. He camps in the woods with Agnes, a philosophical force who waits tables at the airport and "explains [his] reason for being." Agnes leaves him. She had to go.

And though the work is highly referential (including an odd collection of known names, Bob Dylan, Friedrich Nietzsche, Bette Davis, Ted Williams, et al.), an essential part of it remains folded from view. Yet Invisible Bride is susceptible to moods, obstacles, weather; replete with children, dogs, phones, evergreens, even a pet chicken. We almost recognize our locus on the sphere. We almost remember our "user name."

There is much ado about beards and bridges, night and snow, about the distance of plums one from another. There is much counting, measuring, a little praying and howling. Invisible Bride remains lovely and illusory. The narrative is submerged in the telling. Agnes speaks at times through a machine. The primary speaker becomes a saint. Connections are formed and dissolved. "It's getting cold. Someone has made a fire. A flame's identity depends upon what it burns--identity is like a swan, for it comes and goes as it pleases."

All of this takes place in the twenty-fifth hour, "The hour of blood-going-dry in the cattle. The hour of the singular valley." It reads as a very attentive, soulful dream. The reader may require special binoculars.

Did I say it was beautifully executed?

-- CD Wright]]> 2004 5 0 false Sat Jan 05 15:21:14 -0800 2008 Sat Jan 05 16:51:37 -0800 2008 more...]]> 25272165 662045 448428 0807129658 9780807129654 11 http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255m/448428.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255s/448428.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/448428.Invisible_Bride_Poems 4.24 97
Invisible Bride is a record of what is not remembered and what may have never happened. Composed of six linking chapters, poems are set into them, none of which are in line except as an unscored melody. The enigmatic speaker informs us that he is "making a river to build a bridge across." He is the issue of any age, of unknown origin, "a descendent of birds"; also "unapologetically ill and in [his] early eighties." Also the survivor of "a twin [who] died at birth. The clouds weighed ten ounces." He owns a blind dog. He camps in the woods with Agnes, a philosophical force who waits tables at the airport and "explains [his] reason for being." Agnes leaves him. She had to go.

And though the work is highly referential (including an odd collection of known names, Bob Dylan, Friedrich Nietzsche, Bette Davis, Ted Williams, et al.), an essential part of it remains folded from view. Yet Invisible Bride is susceptible to moods, obstacles, weather; replete with children, dogs, phones, evergreens, even a pet chicken. We almost recognize our locus on the sphere. We almost remember our "user name."

There is much ado about beards and bridges, night and snow, about the distance of plums one from another. There is much counting, measuring, a little praying and howling. Invisible Bride remains lovely and illusory. The narrative is submerged in the telling. Agnes speaks at times through a machine. The primary speaker becomes a saint. Connections are formed and dissolved. "It's getting cold. Someone has made a fire. A flame's identity depends upon what it burns--identity is like a swan, for it comes and goes as it pleases."

All of this takes place in the twenty-fifth hour, "The hour of blood-going-dry in the cattle. The hour of the singular valley." It reads as a very attentive, soulful dream. The reader may require special binoculars.

Did I say it was beautifully executed?

-- CD Wright]]> 2004 5 0 false Sun Jun 01 00:00:00 -0700 2008 Mon Jun 23 20:18:12 -0700 2008 Mon Jun 23 20:20:22 -0700 2008 24463382 1111333 448428 0807129658 9780807129654 11 http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255m/448428.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255s/448428.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/448428.Invisible_Bride_Poems 4.24 97
Invisible Bride is a record of what is not remembered and what may have never happened. Composed of six linking chapters, poems are set into them, none of which are in line except as an unscored melody. The enigmatic speaker informs us that he is "making a river to build a bridge across." He is the issue of any age, of unknown origin, "a descendent of birds"; also "unapologetically ill and in [his] early eighties." Also the survivor of "a twin [who] died at birth. The clouds weighed ten ounces." He owns a blind dog. He camps in the woods with Agnes, a philosophical force who waits tables at the airport and "explains [his] reason for being." Agnes leaves him. She had to go.

And though the work is highly referential (including an odd collection of known names, Bob Dylan, Friedrich Nietzsche, Bette Davis, Ted Williams, et al.), an essential part of it remains folded from view. Yet Invisible Bride is susceptible to moods, obstacles, weather; replete with children, dogs, phones, evergreens, even a pet chicken. We almost recognize our locus on the sphere. We almost remember our "user name."

There is much ado about beards and bridges, night and snow, about the distance of plums one from another. There is much counting, measuring, a little praying and howling. Invisible Bride remains lovely and illusory. The narrative is submerged in the telling. Agnes speaks at times through a machine. The primary speaker becomes a saint. Connections are formed and dissolved. "It's getting cold. Someone has made a fire. A flame's identity depends upon what it burns--identity is like a swan, for it comes and goes as it pleases."

All of this takes place in the twenty-fifth hour, "The hour of blood-going-dry in the cattle. The hour of the singular valley." It reads as a very attentive, soulful dream. The reader may require special binoculars.

Did I say it was beautifully executed?

-- CD Wright]]> 2004 0 0 false Fri Jun 13 22:24:47 -0700 2008 Fri Jun 13 22:26:06 -0700 2008
Well, it should be both; an exquisite rendering of each.

What a work of creative genius this is. ]]> 10080936 152046 448428 0807129658 9780807129654 11 http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255m/448428.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255s/448428.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/448428.Invisible_Bride_Poems 4.24 97
Invisible Bride is a record of what is not remembered and what may have never happened. Composed of six linking chapters, poems are set into them, none of which are in line except as an unscored melody. The enigmatic speaker informs us that he is "making a river to build a bridge across." He is the issue of any age, of unknown origin, "a descendent of birds"; also "unapologetically ill and in [his] early eighties." Also the survivor of "a twin [who] died at birth. The clouds weighed ten ounces." He owns a blind dog. He camps in the woods with Agnes, a philosophical force who waits tables at the airport and "explains [his] reason for being." Agnes leaves him. She had to go.

And though the work is highly referential (including an odd collection of known names, Bob Dylan, Friedrich Nietzsche, Bette Davis, Ted Williams, et al.), an essential part of it remains folded from view. Yet Invisible Bride is susceptible to moods, obstacles, weather; replete with children, dogs, phones, evergreens, even a pet chicken. We almost recognize our locus on the sphere. We almost remember our "user name."

There is much ado about beards and bridges, night and snow, about the distance of plums one from another. There is much counting, measuring, a little praying and howling. Invisible Bride remains lovely and illusory. The narrative is submerged in the telling. Agnes speaks at times through a machine. The primary speaker becomes a saint. Connections are formed and dissolved. "It's getting cold. Someone has made a fire. A flame's identity depends upon what it burns--identity is like a swan, for it comes and goes as it pleases."

All of this takes place in the twenty-fifth hour, "The hour of blood-going-dry in the cattle. The hour of the singular valley." It reads as a very attentive, soulful dream. The reader may require special binoculars.

Did I say it was beautifully executed?

-- CD Wright]]> 2004 5 0 false Fri Dec 07 06:18:14 -0800 2007 Fri Dec 07 06:19:45 -0800 2007 23747739 1210859 448428 0807129658 9780807129654 11 http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255m/448428.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255s/448428.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/448428.Invisible_Bride_Poems 4.24 97
Invisible Bride is a record of what is not remembered and what may have never happened. Composed of six linking chapters, poems are set into them, none of which are in line except as an unscored melody. The enigmatic speaker informs us that he is "making a river to build a bridge across." He is the issue of any age, of unknown origin, "a descendent of birds"; also "unapologetically ill and in [his] early eighties." Also the survivor of "a twin [who] died at birth. The clouds weighed ten ounces." He owns a blind dog. He camps in the woods with Agnes, a philosophical force who waits tables at the airport and "explains [his] reason for being." Agnes leaves him. She had to go.

And though the work is highly referential (including an odd collection of known names, Bob Dylan, Friedrich Nietzsche, Bette Davis, Ted Williams, et al.), an essential part of it remains folded from view. Yet Invisible Bride is susceptible to moods, obstacles, weather; replete with children, dogs, phones, evergreens, even a pet chicken. We almost recognize our locus on the sphere. We almost remember our "user name."

There is much ado about beards and bridges, night and snow, about the distance of plums one from another. There is much counting, measuring, a little praying and howling. Invisible Bride remains lovely and illusory. The narrative is submerged in the telling. Agnes speaks at times through a machine. The primary speaker becomes a saint. Connections are formed and dissolved. "It's getting cold. Someone has made a fire. A flame's identity depends upon what it burns--identity is like a swan, for it comes and goes as it pleases."

All of this takes place in the twenty-fifth hour, "The hour of blood-going-dry in the cattle. The hour of the singular valley." It reads as a very attentive, soulful dream. The reader may require special binoculars.

Did I say it was beautifully executed?

-- CD Wright]]> 2004 3 0 false Wed Jun 04 23:38:28 -0700 2008 Wed Jun 04 23:38:48 -0700 2008 10606590 138907 448428 0807129658 9780807129654 11 http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255m/448428.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255s/448428.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/448428.Invisible_Bride_Poems 4.24 97
Invisible Bride is a record of what is not remembered and what may have never happened. Composed of six linking chapters, poems are set into them, none of which are in line except as an unscored melody. The enigmatic speaker informs us that he is "making a river to build a bridge across." He is the issue of any age, of unknown origin, "a descendent of birds"; also "unapologetically ill and in [his] early eighties." Also the survivor of "a twin [who] died at birth. The clouds weighed ten ounces." He owns a blind dog. He camps in the woods with Agnes, a philosophical force who waits tables at the airport and "explains [his] reason for being." Agnes leaves him. She had to go.

And though the work is highly referential (including an odd collection of known names, Bob Dylan, Friedrich Nietzsche, Bette Davis, Ted Williams, et al.), an essential part of it remains folded from view. Yet Invisible Bride is susceptible to moods, obstacles, weather; replete with children, dogs, phones, evergreens, even a pet chicken. We almost recognize our locus on the sphere. We almost remember our "user name."

There is much ado about beards and bridges, night and snow, about the distance of plums one from another. There is much counting, measuring, a little praying and howling. Invisible Bride remains lovely and illusory. The narrative is submerged in the telling. Agnes speaks at times through a machine. The primary speaker becomes a saint. Connections are formed and dissolved. "It's getting cold. Someone has made a fire. A flame's identity depends upon what it burns--identity is like a swan, for it comes and goes as it pleases."

All of this takes place in the twenty-fifth hour, "The hour of blood-going-dry in the cattle. The hour of the singular valley." It reads as a very attentive, soulful dream. The reader may require special binoculars.

Did I say it was beautifully executed?

-- CD Wright]]> 2004 0 0 false Sat Jan 01 00:00:00 -0800 2005 Mon Dec 17 21:48:44 -0800 2007 Mon Dec 17 21:49:50 -0800 2007 77785763 2856044 448428 0807129658 9780807129654 11 http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255m/448428.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255s/448428.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/448428.Invisible_Bride_Poems 4.24 97
Invisible Bride is a record of what is not remembered and what may have never happened. Composed of six linking chapters, poems are set into them, none of which are in line except as an unscored melody. The enigmatic speaker informs us that he is "making a river to build a bridge across." He is the issue of any age, of unknown origin, "a descendent of birds"; also "unapologetically ill and in [his] early eighties." Also the survivor of "a twin [who] died at birth. The clouds weighed ten ounces." He owns a blind dog. He camps in the woods with Agnes, a philosophical force who waits tables at the airport and "explains [his] reason for being." Agnes leaves him. She had to go.

And though the work is highly referential (including an odd collection of known names, Bob Dylan, Friedrich Nietzsche, Bette Davis, Ted Williams, et al.), an essential part of it remains folded from view. Yet Invisible Bride is susceptible to moods, obstacles, weather; replete with children, dogs, phones, evergreens, even a pet chicken. We almost recognize our locus on the sphere. We almost remember our "user name."

There is much ado about beards and bridges, night and snow, about the distance of plums one from another. There is much counting, measuring, a little praying and howling. Invisible Bride remains lovely and illusory. The narrative is submerged in the telling. Agnes speaks at times through a machine. The primary speaker becomes a saint. Connections are formed and dissolved. "It's getting cold. Someone has made a fire. A flame's identity depends upon what it burns--identity is like a swan, for it comes and goes as it pleases."

All of this takes place in the twenty-fifth hour, "The hour of blood-going-dry in the cattle. The hour of the singular valley." It reads as a very attentive, soulful dream. The reader may require special binoculars.

Did I say it was beautifully executed?

-- CD Wright]]> 2004 0 0 false Sat Nov 14 15:52:54 -0800 2009 Sat Nov 14 15:52:54 -0800 2009 77278080 341656 448428 0807129658 9780807129654 11 http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255m/448428.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255s/448428.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/448428.Invisible_Bride_Poems 4.24 97
Invisible Bride is a record of what is not remembered and what may have never happened. Composed of six linking chapters, poems are set into them, none of which are in line except as an unscored melody. The enigmatic speaker informs us that he is "making a river to build a bridge across." He is the issue of any age, of unknown origin, "a descendent of birds"; also "unapologetically ill and in [his] early eighties." Also the survivor of "a twin [who] died at birth. The clouds weighed ten ounces." He owns a blind dog. He camps in the woods with Agnes, a philosophical force who waits tables at the airport and "explains [his] reason for being." Agnes leaves him. She had to go.

And though the work is highly referential (including an odd collection of known names, Bob Dylan, Friedrich Nietzsche, Bette Davis, Ted Williams, et al.), an essential part of it remains folded from view. Yet Invisible Bride is susceptible to moods, obstacles, weather; replete with children, dogs, phones, evergreens, even a pet chicken. We almost recognize our locus on the sphere. We almost remember our "user name."

There is much ado about beards and bridges, night and snow, about the distance of plums one from another. There is much counting, measuring, a little praying and howling. Invisible Bride remains lovely and illusory. The narrative is submerged in the telling. Agnes speaks at times through a machine. The primary speaker becomes a saint. Connections are formed and dissolved. "It's getting cold. Someone has made a fire. A flame's identity depends upon what it burns--identity is like a swan, for it comes and goes as it pleases."

All of this takes place in the twenty-fifth hour, "The hour of blood-going-dry in the cattle. The hour of the singular valley." It reads as a very attentive, soulful dream. The reader may require special binoculars.

Did I say it was beautifully executed?

-- CD Wright]]> 2004 5 0 false Mon Nov 09 20:06:12 -0800 2009 Mon Nov 09 20:06:12 -0800 2009 75305050 612774 448428 0807129658 9780807129654 11 http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255m/448428.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255s/448428.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/448428.Invisible_Bride_Poems 4.24 97
Invisible Bride is a record of what is not remembered and what may have never happened. Composed of six linking chapters, poems are set into them, none of which are in line except as an unscored melody. The enigmatic speaker informs us that he is "making a river to build a bridge across." He is the issue of any age, of unknown origin, "a descendent of birds"; also "unapologetically ill and in [his] early eighties." Also the survivor of "a twin [who] died at birth. The clouds weighed ten ounces." He owns a blind dog. He camps in the woods with Agnes, a philosophical force who waits tables at the airport and "explains [his] reason for being." Agnes leaves him. She had to go.

And though the work is highly referential (including an odd collection of known names, Bob Dylan, Friedrich Nietzsche, Bette Davis, Ted Williams, et al.), an essential part of it remains folded from view. Yet Invisible Bride is susceptible to moods, obstacles, weather; replete with children, dogs, phones, evergreens, even a pet chicken. We almost recognize our locus on the sphere. We almost remember our "user name."

There is much ado about beards and bridges, night and snow, about the distance of plums one from another. There is much counting, measuring, a little praying and howling. Invisible Bride remains lovely and illusory. The narrative is submerged in the telling. Agnes speaks at times through a machine. The primary speaker becomes a saint. Connections are formed and dissolved. "It's getting cold. Someone has made a fire. A flame's identity depends upon what it burns--identity is like a swan, for it comes and goes as it pleases."

All of this takes place in the twenty-fifth hour, "The hour of blood-going-dry in the cattle. The hour of the singular valley." It reads as a very attentive, soulful dream. The reader may require special binoculars.

Did I say it was beautifully executed?

-- CD Wright]]> 2004 0 0 false Wed Oct 21 17:15:32 -0700 2009 Wed Oct 21 17:15:32 -0700 2009 70350872 2684305 448428 0807129658 9780807129654 11 http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255m/448428.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255s/448428.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/448428.Invisible_Bride_Poems 4.24 97
Invisible Bride is a record of what is not remembered and what may have never happened. Composed of six linking chapters, poems are set into them, none of which are in line except as an unscored melody. The enigmatic speaker informs us that he is "making a river to build a bridge across." He is the issue of any age, of unknown origin, "a descendent of birds"; also "unapologetically ill and in [his] early eighties." Also the survivor of "a twin [who] died at birth. The clouds weighed ten ounces." He owns a blind dog. He camps in the woods with Agnes, a philosophical force who waits tables at the airport and "explains [his] reason for being." Agnes leaves him. She had to go.

And though the work is highly referential (including an odd collection of known names, Bob Dylan, Friedrich Nietzsche, Bette Davis, Ted Williams, et al.), an essential part of it remains folded from view. Yet Invisible Bride is susceptible to moods, obstacles, weather; replete with children, dogs, phones, evergreens, even a pet chicken. We almost recognize our locus on the sphere. We almost remember our "user name."

There is much ado about beards and bridges, night and snow, about the distance of plums one from another. There is much counting, measuring, a little praying and howling. Invisible Bride remains lovely and illusory. The narrative is submerged in the telling. Agnes speaks at times through a machine. The primary speaker becomes a saint. Connections are formed and dissolved. "It's getting cold. Someone has made a fire. A flame's identity depends upon what it burns--identity is like a swan, for it comes and goes as it pleases."

All of this takes place in the twenty-fifth hour, "The hour of blood-going-dry in the cattle. The hour of the singular valley." It reads as a very attentive, soulful dream. The reader may require special binoculars.

Did I say it was beautifully executed?

-- CD Wright]]> 2004 0 0 false Mon Sep 07 08:33:48 -0700 2009 Mon Sep 07 08:33:49 -0700 2009 69220147 669097 448428 0807129658 9780807129654 11 http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255m/448428.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255s/448428.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/448428.Invisible_Bride_Poems 4.24 97
Invisible Bride is a record of what is not remembered and what may have never happened. Composed of six linking chapters, poems are set into them, none of which are in line except as an unscored melody. The enigmatic speaker informs us that he is "making a river to build a bridge across." He is the issue of any age, of unknown origin, "a descendent of birds"; also "unapologetically ill and in [his] early eighties." Also the survivor of "a twin [who] died at birth. The clouds weighed ten ounces." He owns a blind dog. He camps in the woods with Agnes, a philosophical force who waits tables at the airport and "explains [his] reason for being." Agnes leaves him. She had to go.

And though the work is highly referential (including an odd collection of known names, Bob Dylan, Friedrich Nietzsche, Bette Davis, Ted Williams, et al.), an essential part of it remains folded from view. Yet Invisible Bride is susceptible to moods, obstacles, weather; replete with children, dogs, phones, evergreens, even a pet chicken. We almost recognize our locus on the sphere. We almost remember our "user name."

There is much ado about beards and bridges, night and snow, about the distance of plums one from another. There is much counting, measuring, a little praying and howling. Invisible Bride remains lovely and illusory. The narrative is submerged in the telling. Agnes speaks at times through a machine. The primary speaker becomes a saint. Connections are formed and dissolved. "It's getting cold. Someone has made a fire. A flame's identity depends upon what it burns--identity is like a swan, for it comes and goes as it pleases."

All of this takes place in the twenty-fifth hour, "The hour of blood-going-dry in the cattle. The hour of the singular valley." It reads as a very attentive, soulful dream. The reader may require special binoculars.

Did I say it was beautifully executed?

-- CD Wright]]> 2004 5 0 false Fri Aug 28 09:43:12 -0700 2009 Fri Aug 28 09:43:12 -0700 2009 61468294 16658 448428 0807129658 9780807129654 11 http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255m/448428.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255s/448428.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/448428.Invisible_Bride_Poems 4.24 97
Invisible Bride is a record of what is not remembered and what may have never happened. Composed of six linking chapters, poems are set into them, none of which are in line except as an unscored melody. The enigmatic speaker informs us that he is "making a river to build a bridge across." He is the issue of any age, of unknown origin, "a descendent of birds"; also "unapologetically ill and in [his] early eighties." Also the survivor of "a twin [who] died at birth. The clouds weighed ten ounces." He owns a blind dog. He camps in the woods with Agnes, a philosophical force who waits tables at the airport and "explains [his] reason for being." Agnes leaves him. She had to go.

And though the work is highly referential (including an odd collection of known names, Bob Dylan, Friedrich Nietzsche, Bette Davis, Ted Williams, et al.), an essential part of it remains folded from view. Yet Invisible Bride is susceptible to moods, obstacles, weather; replete with children, dogs, phones, evergreens, even a pet chicken. We almost recognize our locus on the sphere. We almost remember our "user name."

There is much ado about beards and bridges, night and snow, about the distance of plums one from another. There is much counting, measuring, a little praying and howling. Invisible Bride remains lovely and illusory. The narrative is submerged in the telling. Agnes speaks at times through a machine. The primary speaker becomes a saint. Connections are formed and dissolved. "It's getting cold. Someone has made a fire. A flame's identity depends upon what it burns--identity is like a swan, for it comes and goes as it pleases."

All of this takes place in the twenty-fifth hour, "The hour of blood-going-dry in the cattle. The hour of the singular valley." It reads as a very attentive, soulful dream. The reader may require special binoculars.

Did I say it was beautifully executed?

-- CD Wright]]> 2004 0 0 false Sun Jun 28 22:28:34 -0700 2009 Sun Jun 28 22:28:40 -0700 2009 57555758 41680 448428 0807129658 9780807129654 11 http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255m/448428.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255s/448428.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/448428.Invisible_Bride_Poems 4.24 97
Invisible Bride is a record of what is not remembered and what may have never happened. Composed of six linking chapters, poems are set into them, none of which are in line except as an unscored melody. The enigmatic speaker informs us that he is "making a river to build a bridge across." He is the issue of any age, of unknown origin, "a descendent of birds"; also "unapologetically ill and in [his] early eighties." Also the survivor of "a twin [who] died at birth. The clouds weighed ten ounces." He owns a blind dog. He camps in the woods with Agnes, a philosophical force who waits tables at the airport and "explains [his] reason for being." Agnes leaves him. She had to go.

And though the work is highly referential (including an odd collection of known names, Bob Dylan, Friedrich Nietzsche, Bette Davis, Ted Williams, et al.), an essential part of it remains folded from view. Yet Invisible Bride is susceptible to moods, obstacles, weather; replete with children, dogs, phones, evergreens, even a pet chicken. We almost recognize our locus on the sphere. We almost remember our "user name."

There is much ado about beards and bridges, night and snow, about the distance of plums one from another. There is much counting, measuring, a little praying and howling. Invisible Bride remains lovely and illusory. The narrative is submerged in the telling. Agnes speaks at times through a machine. The primary speaker becomes a saint. Connections are formed and dissolved. "It's getting cold. Someone has made a fire. A flame's identity depends upon what it burns--identity is like a swan, for it comes and goes as it pleases."

All of this takes place in the twenty-fifth hour, "The hour of blood-going-dry in the cattle. The hour of the singular valley." It reads as a very attentive, soulful dream. The reader may require special binoculars.

Did I say it was beautifully executed?

-- CD Wright]]> 2004 0 0 false Wed May 27 18:23:50 -0700 2009 Wed May 27 18:24:07 -0700 2009 55042985 595835 448428 0807129658 9780807129654 11 http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255m/448428.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255s/448428.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/448428.Invisible_Bride_Poems 4.24 97
Invisible Bride is a record of what is not remembered and what may have never happened. Composed of six linking chapters, poems are set into them, none of which are in line except as an unscored melody. The enigmatic speaker informs us that he is "making a river to build a bridge across." He is the issue of any age, of unknown origin, "a descendent of birds"; also "unapologetically ill and in [his] early eighties." Also the survivor of "a twin [who] died at birth. The clouds weighed ten ounces." He owns a blind dog. He camps in the woods with Agnes, a philosophical force who waits tables at the airport and "explains [his] reason for being." Agnes leaves him. She had to go.

And though the work is highly referential (including an odd collection of known names, Bob Dylan, Friedrich Nietzsche, Bette Davis, Ted Williams, et al.), an essential part of it remains folded from view. Yet Invisible Bride is susceptible to moods, obstacles, weather; replete with children, dogs, phones, evergreens, even a pet chicken. We almost recognize our locus on the sphere. We almost remember our "user name."

There is much ado about beards and bridges, night and snow, about the distance of plums one from another. There is much counting, measuring, a little praying and howling. Invisible Bride remains lovely and illusory. The narrative is submerged in the telling. Agnes speaks at times through a machine. The primary speaker becomes a saint. Connections are formed and dissolved. "It's getting cold. Someone has made a fire. A flame's identity depends upon what it burns--identity is like a swan, for it comes and goes as it pleases."

All of this takes place in the twenty-fifth hour, "The hour of blood-going-dry in the cattle. The hour of the singular valley." It reads as a very attentive, soulful dream. The reader may require special binoculars.

Did I say it was beautifully executed?

-- CD Wright]]> 2004 5 0 false Tue May 05 12:40:54 -0700 2009 Tue May 05 12:40:54 -0700 2009 51735001 2195066 448428 0807129658 9780807129654 11 http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255m/448428.jpg http://photo.goodreads.com/books/1174865255s/448428.jpg http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/448428.Invisible_Bride_Poems 4.24 97
Invisible Bride is a record of what is not remembered and what may have never happened. Composed of six linking chapters, poems are set into them, none of which are in line except as an unscored melody. The enigmatic speaker informs us that he is "making a river to build a bridge across." He is the issue of any age, of unknown origin, "a descendent of birds"; also "unapologetically ill and in [his] early eighties." Also the survivor of "a twin [who] died at birth. The clouds weighed ten ounces." He owns a blind dog. He camps in the woods with Agnes, a philosophical force who waits tables at the airport and "explains [his] reason for being." Agnes leaves him. She had to go.

And though the work is highly referential (including an odd collection of known names, Bob Dylan, Friedrich Nietzsche, Bette Davis, Ted Williams, et al.), an essential part of it remains folded from view. Yet Invisible Bride is susceptible to moods, obstacles, weather; replete with children, dogs, phones, evergreens, even a pet chicken. We almost recognize our locus on the sphere. We almost remember our "user name."

There is much ado about beards and bridges, night and snow, about the distance of plums one from another. There is much counting, measuring, a little praying and howling. Invisible Bride remains lovely and illusory. The narrative is submerged in the telling. Agnes speaks at times through a machine. The primary speaker becomes a saint. Connections are formed and dissolved. "It's getting cold. Someone has made a fire. A flame's identity depends upon what it burns--identity is like a swan, for it comes and goes as it pleases."

All of this takes place in the twenty-fifth hour, "The hour of blood-going-dry in the cattle. The hour of the singular valley." It reads as a very attentive, soulful dream. The reader may require special binoculars.

Did I say it was beautifully executed?

-- CD Wright]]> 2004 0 0 false Mon Apr 06 15:50:32 -0700 2009 Fri Jul 31 08:27:24 -0700 2009 8 http://www.goodreads.com/book_link/follow/8?book_id=448428