![]() In their hammocks or, as in one case, smear themselves with peach jam and roll naked on the front porch. Lovers in this novel can idealize each other into bodiless spirits, howl with pleasure It is a place flooded with lies and liars and yet it spills over with reality. Macondo oozes, reeks andīurns even when it is most tantalizing and entertaining. It is obviously not shared by the Colombian novelist Gabriel García Márquez, who has created in "One Hundred Years of Solitude" an enchanted place that does everything but cloy. At least that is one idea of enchantment. The idea, it would seem, is to forget the earth. The midgets and fairies, one can expect marvelous feats and moral portents, but not much humor and almost certainly no sex. O speak of a land of enchantment, even in reference to a contemporary novel, is to conjure up images of elves, moonbeams and slippery mountains. ![]() ![]() ![]() MaMemory and Prophecy, Illusion and Reality Are Mixed and Made to Look the Same By ROBERT KIELY Memory and Prophecy, Illusion and Reality Are Mixed and Made to Look the Same ![]()
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