A woodcut by Russell Edson, from The Brain Kitchen (1965).
(It’s a shame that The Tunnel, the only readily available anthology of Edson’s oeuvre, doesn’t feature any of his woodcuts or drawings that appeared in the original collections; the visuals really do amplify the domestic nightmares and other absurdities found in his writings.)
I just learned of Edson’s work after reading Charles Simic’s remembrance. Here’s an appreciation in The Believer from 2004, and here’s one of his poems, “Let Us Consider.”.
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