Days Between Stations
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1absurdeist
Erickson, for a variety of reasons, really resonates w/me at the moment. I've long enjoyed the poetry of Pablo Neruda, and in going back to my old battered Vintage Contemporaries ed. of Days Between Stations, to possibly pull something from my scribblings in the margins of the book to maybe start a Days Between Stations thread with, instead was stopped dead in my tracks by the opening Neruda quote to DBS, fairly famous, that I'd nevertheless completely forgotten about (and which means a hell of a lot more after finishing the book; a perfect poetic divining of the novel's nexus):
The traveler asks himself: if he lived out
a lifetime, pushing the distance away,
does he come back to the place where his
grieving began:
squander his dose of identity again,
say his goodbyes again, and go?
~ Pablo Neruda
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Images of strange seas figure prominently in Days Between Stations, as they do in so many of Erickson's novels. Pablo Neruda's poem "Seaquake" opens with "The clocks of the sea ..."
The traveler asks himself: if he lived out
a lifetime, pushing the distance away,
does he come back to the place where his
grieving began:
squander his dose of identity again,
say his goodbyes again, and go?
~ Pablo Neruda
*****
Images of strange seas figure prominently in Days Between Stations, as they do in so many of Erickson's novels. Pablo Neruda's poem "Seaquake" opens with "The clocks of the sea ..."
2absurdeist
The Blue and the White. Visual Narrative in Steve Erickson’s Days between Stations by Alexandru Budac, begins on pg. 65 of the pdf. This is a recent article from a Romanian academic journal.
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