Saturday, August 20, 2005

Woolf fans of all shapes love street haunting

Woolf fans of all shapes
Woolf fans of all shapes,
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"But after life. The slow pulling down of thick green stalks so that the cup of the flower, as it turns over, deluges one with purple and red light. Why, after all, should one not be born there as one is born here, helpless, speechless, unable to focus one's eyesight, groping at the roots of the grass, at the toes of the Giants?"

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