Terre, poussiere, un paysage sans fenetre, sans abri. Terre observee du silence, beaute anterieure, le desert est indescriptible. (149)/Earth, dust, a landscape without windows, without shelter. Observed land of silence, preexistent beauty, the desert is indescribable.
--Nicole Brossard
What drove me to this obsession? The beauty of language, the character of Melanie, the images flying about in my head as I was reading? The all-encompassing nature of Brossard's project and ...