Unmarked Trail
Baudelaire, Graham Greene, flaneurs, and low blood sugars.
Charles Baudelaire
In Paris Spleen (1869), Baudelaire imagines a freed-up kind of writing he seeks to produce: “Who has not . . . dreamt of a poetic prose, musical without rhythm or rhyme, supple and choppy enough to accommodate . . . the undulations of reverie, the bump and lurch of consciousnes…
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