The Kaleidoscope My Big Brother Gave Me It created geometric processions out of rooms: made a pair of butterflies rise from a fireside chair, caused a ball of wool to fan and become a guelder-rose, a cylinder of gas to spoke into a four-pronged star, eight eyes to glisten from a hot-plate ringed with chrome. It put my reflection in as part of the pattern: … Continue reading ‘The Kaleidoscope My Big Brother Gave Me’ by Ann Leahy