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Wednesday, March 3, 2004
Euphonia
Every once in a while, I'll stumble across a metaphor or a turn of phrase early in a book, and I'll know that I will read the rest of that book no matter what, just in the hope that I'll be rewarded again. I've just started Margaret Atwood's A Handmaid's Tale:
We slept in what had once been the gymnasium.... A balcony ran around the room, for the spectators, and I thought I could smell, faintly like an afterimage, the pungent scent of sweat, shot through with the sweet taint of chewing gum and perfume from the watching girls, felt-skirted as I knew from pictures, later in minskirts, then pants, then in one earring, spiky green-streaked hair. Dances would have been held there; the music lingered, a palimpsest of unheard sound, style upon style, ...
Wow.
Posted 03/03/2004 12:34 by Fritz | Comments (0) | TrackBack