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Short deals the culture and excellent current of those well known varieties that reach and defy style. From 1500 to give, countless numbers of items. creative, interesting, and addictive.
brief prose types are elusive to define--one writer's prose poem is another's flash fiction or short essay. instead of quibble, brief opts for inclusiveness. here's a mind-blowing array: 100s of items (under 1250 phrases) from 24 Western international locations, written over 5 centuries by means of greater than two hundred participants, together with significant authors of each period. Fables, histories, aphorisms, anecdotes, pretend dictionary entries, a pretend task program, trace fiction, lists, tableaus, meditations, chants, rants, and lots more and plenty extra. Intensely pleasurable.
Contributors comprise: Montaigne, von Kleist, Leopardi, Poe, Baudelaire, Bierce, Chopin, Stein, Jacob, Woolf, Kafka, J. Roth, Toomer, Borges, Queneau, Kunitz, Beckett, Milosz, Cortazar, Paz, Barthes, Calvino, O'Hara, Merwin, Lispector, Transtromer, Sanchez, Edson, Simic, Atwood, Valenzuela, Wideman, L. Davis, Komunyakaa, A. Carson, Forche, Harjo, Hempel, Wenderoth, Keret, B. Marcus, A. Bender, Eggers, B. Lerner, T. Brimhall.
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