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Love's Mirrors
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LOVE'S MIRRORS Crossing Astor Place that night when love was elsewhereand the snow slivered down in the spray of streetlights, I saw a woman I had known before and she said, yes, I remember you, and no I don't want to go over to your house for coffee now, but yes, I will meet you later, (—that word again!—) let me look at my appointment book, next. . . Tuesday night say around eight, at the Cedar? ("Later" sounded more like a week to me.) After the perfunctory catching up in the wellenameled cedar booth, our dialogue segued toward sex. She was always more forward than me. (Or Devorah Love. I loved loved loved that v . . .!) "Do you have a ceiling mirror over your bed?" I'd always felt retarded around this woman. Long ago it was rime to let go. And yet it was she who first spoke to me, saying we weren't like the others, and she who fled down darkened corridors when I, against my will, responded in an uncool way, talking anxiously. Now I lived in pride of my bachelor pad. And now my spare studio above the Glori Bead Shop 114 furnished with second hand office equipment—except for the bed— was further diminished in size by her eyes. She could have waited until our first date was consummated before insisting we multiplyourselves. On a spiritual plane I wasn't averse to multiplication through mirrors (though her favorite author, not mine, saged in his blindness that copulation and mirrors were to be abhorred). How could she be sure our interfacing during intercourse wouldn't quell and quiet her questing spirit? "5 [54.224.52.210] Project MUSE (2024-03-30 04:36 GMT) (Chantal) While I was becoming re-acquainted with Monica, I was in the midst of a liaison with a governess from Toulon. The governess from Toulon had weekends free. She put herself in my hands. Pleasant and polymorphous, she did anything I asked. This was thrilling until my fever for her began to subside. My father, apprised of my interest in the Faust story, had provided us with tickets to Werther and Faust, both of which he had the wisdom to avoid. 116 ...