"ALAS, HE MUST ALONE / WALK, A BEWILDERED STRANGER, THROUGH HIS OWN / OLD MEMORIES THAT CROWD AND CROSS AND DARKEN"
GILL, Brendan. Death in April and Other Poems. Windham, Connecticut: Hawthorn House, 1935. Octavo, original black cloth.
First edition of Gill’s first book, one of only 160 copies, warmly inscribed on the front endpaper, “For Benedict M. Holden, whose friendly encouragement is here put to a severe test. Brendan Gill.”
The quintessential urban society man, Brendan Gill wrote for The New Yorker for over 60 years. Without dust jacket.
A fine copy.