"... in the doorway, calling for a lemon"
domingo, 11 de julio de 2010
"The fear that all the edges and shapes and colors of the real world that have been built up again so painfully with such a real love can dwindle in a moment of doubt, and "suddenly go out" the way the moon would in the Blake poem."
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