The Things We Fear Most: Stories
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Gloria Vanderbilt
Gloria Vanderbilt is an American artist, writer, and designer. Her artwork can be found at GloriaVanderbiltfineart.com. She is the author of eight books and has been a regular contributor to the New York Times, Vanity Fair, and Elle. She lives in New York City.
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- Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5Oh Pablo, you woo me in English, if only I could comprehend you in Spanish. Alas.
- Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5This is simply one of the most beautiful, readable books of love poetry in the world. Even people who hate poetry will love Neruda.
- Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5The most beautiful love poems in any language.
- Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5I am truly, deeply in love with this selection of poems. Anyone who is a fan of all of the shades and colors of love and poetry, itself, should consider picking up a copy.
- Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5Lovely. Simply lovely.
- Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5Absolutely gorgeous sonnets.
- Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5I came across a bookstore end-cap, beautifully set up and displayed for Valentines Day.(read: lovey-dovey red and pink books, hearts, flowers, and time for your sugar coma)It reminded me of this book because when it comes to romantic poetry, Pablo Neruda is the man...and well, this book was one of the items on display.This was a reread but still as beautiful as the first time I read it. In Spanish and English bilingual presentation, this is a wonderful mix of sex on ink and paper, subtle, tender as a look, sweet as a first kiss. It's a blend of meanings and words: passionate, risk, feeling, deep-searing, timeless, a whisper, something wild. Something for everyone.
- Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5Neruda has had some of the strongest influence on how I think about language when I'm writing, and it all spawned from this bright pink book that I bought in Boulder, CO during an ill-fated ski trip during college. Turns out being somewhat "duck-footed" makes it difficult to ski. But despite the absolutely horrific cover design, I loved what I read...and I was doing a lot of reading while everyone else was skiing. I have since read other translations that I liked better, but this is still the one that started it all for me, so it holds an oddly special place in my heart. I even used an equally bright pink highlighter to mark this book up, so I can tell you that, at the time of my initial readings of this book circa 2000, my favorites were numbers 11, 17, 27, 39, 40, 45, 78, 85, 89 (morbid as it is). I couldn't name as many favorites at this point, but I'd say half would remain the same and half would be something different. Which ones? I'll never tell.Neruda uses words and phrases that always gave me the impression that I was momentarily understanding the way another person saw the world with their eyes. I always felt there is a deep empathy imbedded in the language. That is what I love about Neruda.
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The Things We Fear Most - Gloria Vanderbilt
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The Things
We Fear Most
s t o r i e s
GLORIA VANDERBILT
Library and Archives Canada Cataloguing in Publication
Vanderbilt, Gloria [date]
The things we fear most : stories / Gloria Vanderbilt.
ISBN 978-1-55096-129-4
I. Title.
PS3572.A42828T55 2011 813'.54 C2011-902937-5
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Copyright © Gloria Vanderbilt, 2011, 2016
Cover photograph by Allison Saathoff
The stories in this collection are works of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are the products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
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In loving memory of S.L.
CONTENTS
The Hour Between
The Eyelet Lace Dress
My Little Mouse
Murder
Interior Design
Hazel Kelly in Full Pursuit
The Woodbox
Lures
An Egg
Burne-Jones and Mickey Mouse
Green Dream
Later, Mary ?
Cartoon Characters in Search of a Modus Vivendi
The Gold Dust Twins
My Darling from the Lions
The Things We Fear Most
Acknowledgements
The Things
We Fear Most
THE HOUR BETWEEN
I was gathering tulips in the garden, finding happiness in beauty as my love lay in the grass beside me. Muffled at first, then unmistakably intruding into our lazy conversation – sounds of bees – no, something else. A voice that sounded like mine, but it was his, far and away, coming from a face distorted as by a mirror in a fun house. But it is not him, it’s mine too, struggling to prevent a quarrel that fast accelerates into a roller coaster speeding over the top, on down, crashing, unable to stop.
It took four men to place it in the bay window of our dining room – an aviary. We marveled at the delicacy of line conceived by a master builder, a castle of lacy wire arabesques painted white for lovebirds to inhabit. But touching, there was chill, a bitter taste of steel. Later my love found paroquets from Uruguay, yellow as butter and black of eye. Close, close, home he brought the pair, yellow, so black of eye, he set them free to inhabit the aviary, standing, his arm around me, kissing me as the paroquets nestled on the perch.
I knew about it from the beginning, and sometimes wondered if anyone else did? The hours between light and dark – to be feared, because the day has ended and what night may bring has not yet happened.
The bell tower chimes five as I stand in the snow turning the key into the lock. Streetlight filters into the dark house, spirals of snow hiss on panes of glass melting into nothingness. Far down the corridor the white aviary stands outlined against the bay window. Snow appears to be swirling into the house, bursting into sun-drenched crystals, and everywhere the sounds of birds making love. I hasten towards our garden of Eden, but sudden – silence. Then laughter. Has he gone to another rendezvous (that may or may not happen)? Holding my breath I wait for the hour between to end, but I can’t. Pressing forward I peer into the aviary – no birds yellow there, no