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Look at this excerpt from Vladimir Nabokov's Pnin:
"He was beloved not for any essential ability but for those unforgettable digressions of his, when he would remove his glasses to beam at the past while massaging the lenses of the present"
Associating something tactile, visual, and something abstract (memory/time) in such an intuitive and subtle way like this is sending me into some kind of schizo ecstasy. There's something so intensely pleasurable about finding harmony in disparate sensory experiences. Are there any other authors (or ideally poets) who do this kind of thing well?
"He was beloved not for any essential ability but for those unforgettable digressions of his, when he would remove his glasses to beam at the past while massaging the lenses of the present"
Associating something tactile, visual, and something abstract (memory/time) in such an intuitive and subtle way like this is sending me into some kind of schizo ecstasy. There's something so intensely pleasurable about finding harmony in disparate sensory experiences. Are there any other authors (or ideally poets) who do this kind of thing well?