"Will we escape
analogy," Claude Royet-Journoud asked. Does Analogies of Escape
answer this question? Or does it rather use that famous line as the
enigma for a set
of variations--a theme always there, under the interplay of verse
and prose, but never
actually sounded? The author of these "analogies," in any
case, finds all analogies, all
"Waldrop...is among the most important writers, translators and
publishers of avant-garde
literature in our time.... [In The Silhouette of the Bridge]
his general subject--memory, the
mother of the muses--is classical, while the form, mixing poetry and
prose fragments, is
more experimental. The result is a highly engaging and eclectic exploration
of the follies
of memory.... W's light touch and understated humor cast a sustained
spell.... we are
privileged to listen in..."
"The mode of investigation of Silhouette is more fluid
than that of Light While There Is
Light, resembling the writings of Simone Weil and Saint Augustine...
the book is rigorous,
intelligent.... Most of all, it captures the urgency that drives most
desire to come to terms with consciousness and time, the finite and
infinite. The task
Waldrop has established for himself in this book is immense, but ...
it is one that he is
more than capable ot tackling."
--David Clippinger, Rain Taxi