"If we say 'I' we already say difference" (4). So many kinds of love are made in this book: Waldrop's relationship with Jabes, Jabes as human and as writer, the marriage of Keith and Rosemarie, the translator as great appreciator. This book is a new favorite. As elegy, translation theory, and an introduction to Jabes's work.
"The slopes of the mountains can still get some sun when the valley is already dark. But it is less warm. I reared Edmond Jabes's body of work. But the real body is no more" (113).