Grand Street: 67; Fire
Grand Street, New York, 1999, Wraps, , , Very Good
241 pp. + advs. Bumps to corners, else fine. Poetry--John Ashbery from ''Girls on the Run''; Kendra Borgmann ''Genus: Rosa,'' ''Bed,'' ''Now Showing at the Roxy,''; Tomas Harris, ''Danger Zones,'' ''Sea of Crisis,'' ''The Burning Afternoons of Cathay''; Fiction--Roberto Bolano, ''Phone Calls''; Fydor Dostoyevsky, ''Siberian Notebook'' (tr. Peter Constantine); Laura Hird, ''The Last Supper''; Bilge Karasu ''Fork''; Linda Le ''Voice Crisis'' (tr. Deborah Treisman); Cees Nooteboom, Portrait of an other; Andrew O'Hagan, ''The Sea Shore''; Ben Okri, ''Infinite Riches''; Artist's Portfolio--Yves Klein, notes by Walter Hopps; Cai-Guo Qiang Portfolio; David King, ''Enemies of the People''; Ana Mendieta wtih notes by Charles Mereweather; Eduardo Paolozzi, Portfolio, notes by Jessica Morgan; Nonfiction--Jose Saramago, ''The Nobel Prize Lecture";"/imgs/000838.jpg;
An excellent report by Maureen Mulvihill of the auction of rare books and manuscripts from the estate of Paula Peyraud
The Paula Peyraud Collection: Samuel Johnson & Women Writers in Georgian Society. An Auction Report by Maureen E. Mulvihill as published in Eighteenth-Century Studies, Fall 2009, with 8 images and a list of selected buyers, prices & new locations of the Peyraud properties.
A pdf of the published report may be downloaded here: http://www.ilab.org/download.php?object=documentation&id=81
‘DARK LADY’ OF RARE BOOK COLLECTORS, PAULA FENTRESS PEYRAUD (CHAPPAQUA, NY, 1947 ~ 2008). Peyraud Collection Auction, May 2009, Bloomsbury Auctions N.Y. 483 Lots (books, manuscripts, images). Sales total: $1.6 million, including premium. Photograph, Margie Van Dyke. Bookplate from Peyraud copy of Frances Burney’s Cecilia, (lot 218, buyer McGill University). Bookplate bears inscribed initials (“FCP - EKP”), being the collector’s grandparents Frank C. Peyraud & Elizabeth Krysler Peyraud, both visual artists (see “Peyraud,” Benezit, vol. 10, 2006 edition).
THE old house leans upon a tree Like some old man upon a staff: The night wind in its ancient porch Sounds like a hollow laugh. The heaven is wrapped in flying clouds, As grandeur cloaks itself in gray: The starlight flitting in and out, Glints like a lanthorn ray. The dark is full of whispers. Now A fox-hound howls: and through the night, Like some old ghost from out its grave, The moon comes, misty white.Madison Cawein [1865-1914]