Richard Brautigan

In TLS there’s a book review of a new biography on poet Richard Brautigan.

I remember in grammar school, I stumbled across his strange 1975 novel Willard and His Bowling Trophies and being completely enthralled with it. It was my first exposure, so to speak, of a quasi-dadaist literature.

The very sight of the book’s cover causes certain neurons to fire in my brain, triggering a generalized memory of those early years. A time-trip to my youth.


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