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Alec feels that everything-his past, the rudiments of civil society, the country itself-have slipped away and now he needs to make some sense of things, and finally do something. Alec Carton, a fifty-eight-year-old jazz musician whose wife has just been shot and killed by an angry investor in the office of a financial corporation, leaves San Francisco for Brooklyn, his birthplace, after he reads a story in The Times about his cousin, Ben Gossett. Ben has also been shot by the police after depositing the frozen body of his mother on the front desk at his local Con-Ed office, her power having…mehr

Produktbeschreibung
Alec feels that everything-his past, the rudiments of civil society, the country itself-have slipped away and now he needs to make some sense of things, and finally do something. Alec Carton, a fifty-eight-year-old jazz musician whose wife has just been shot and killed by an angry investor in the office of a financial corporation, leaves San Francisco for Brooklyn, his birthplace, after he reads a story in The Times about his cousin, Ben Gossett. Ben has also been shot by the police after depositing the frozen body of his mother on the front desk at his local Con-Ed office, her power having been turned off for nonpayment-in the middle of winter right before Christmas.
Autorenporträt
Larry Kearney was Born in Brooklyn, New York. He moved to San Francisco in '64 and became involved with the group of poets centered around North Beach and generally and inaccurately described as the San Francisco Renaissance-Spicer, MacInnis, Duerden, Duncan, Brautigan, Stanley, Blaser, Kyger, Meltzer, Hirschman et al. His closest friends in poetry were Jack Spicer and Richard Duerden, and Spicer's insistence on being willing to, and capable of, saying what the poem wants to say when it wants to say it, endures for him as a working definition-poetry as the whole of the real-the seen and unseen, heard and unheard-the voices of the haunted living and the unsuccessfully dead. He currently lives in Amsterdam, Netherlands, and Mouron-sur-Yonne, France.