Sarah White

Alice Ages and Ages Sarah White

Poetry. Never in American letters, before ALICE AGES AND AGES, have we seen a thigh at once so elegant and portentous. Upon its surface a filigree of web-like veins--empurpled, cerulean, blood-red, according to certain gradations of self-regard and fear. Where will we find its meaning? Deep-rooted in Alice's flesh? In its mirror image? Behind the looking glass in the specular world? If anyone knows, Sarah White does. Follow her words toward the heart of this spidery labyrinth. Stay always alert--Eugene Garber.