The Gotham Book Mart's building at 41 West 47th Street, after two years
on the market, has been
sold. I'm glad that we made the time to visit the last time that I
was in New York, in the spring of '02. I found the huge collection of
John Ashbery poems there, the one that I'm desultorily reading at.
Peter Soter, a Gotham employee, said that any relocation by the
bookstore was probably months away, adding that with four floors and a
basement jammed with reading material - in a building with no elevator -
it would take "a month at least" to move everything out.
I liked the place, but it was so stuffed with books that browsing wasn't
that much fun. Many of the bookcases were double-shelved, and it was
just too much trouble to pull all the Mc's off the shelf to look for an
inexpensive copy of James McElroy's Lookout Cartridge.
Leta found a couple of theater books, and she
didn't mind browsing the windows of the surrounding jewelry stores,
either. As I recall, she then got into a conversation with someone
practicing a form of street-corner evangelical Judaism.
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11:21:56 AM
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