Reviews for Sustaining the Gaze : When Images Tremble/Sosteniendo la Mirada: Cuando las Imágenes Tiemblan/Soutenant le Regard: Quand les Images Tremblent

The average rating for Sustaining the Gaze : When Images Tremble/Sosteniendo la Mirada: Cuando las Imágenes Tiemblan/Soutenant le Regard: Quand les Images Tremblent based on 2 reviews is 4 stars.

Review # 1 was written on 2017-06-07 00:00:00 Kathy Westling monday is a slow moving corpse. like saying that miss ruby red is a deep, deep well that you fall into. oh, that. ah, yes. she smiles. he. - only shooting stars make love slow, pg. 13 * * * no one has breakfast at tiffanys anymore. no one has affairs to remember. - the end of film, pg. 22 * * * is like love at seventeen, it plies deep in the solid bone at the banff springs hotel, five days in alberta we can never return to the days are long & yr letters few, & geography plots against me a degas painting isnt enough, even on a greeting card it gives no greeting, it only reminds of the separations to come - sex in the prairies, pg. 30 * * * was the one who taught achilles, that i didnt know you cant cry over spilt milk, or moan on broken eggs or other produce his poems give us permission to eavesdrop, she says, listening in in time, she could be sharing someone elses pillow stepping heel-toe, heel-toe - phoenix, pg. 65 * * * epitaph, slowly & deliberately ,bark at bumper stickers on maisonneuve, under a scalpel a lifetime back, or three montreal is the perfect place to look at the moon or anything else, comfort sundaes before we knew & turnd out sour, like the best love songs /occasionally get run over - dogs bark at cars, but dogs dont drive, pg. 87 * * * a taxicab stalls in heavy traffic /open the brake, & push there are no new fact here to give all you need youve already heard & takes my breath, like salt from old wounds, repeated blows or break loose, from its gilded cage /paper cuts covering legs & arms - the only an open heart can heal, for miz mulligan, pg. 96 * * * something i had to, so i did, but you werent there one generation to below, its hard to speak when nothing the young care only abt the living / the old, only on the dead where is the common, two circles floating, never cross silence comes, & find out years what they caught on - old standards: i wanted to say something, pg. 110

Review # 2 was written on 2014-09-30 00:00:00 Akira Guo "Lennon says: After I started seeing Yoko, I would get all these hateful letters, cruel things. 'That Japanese witch will slit your throat in the night.' I love her. Nobody seems to believe me."