This piece details the strategies by which the blank needy suffering ones of
the earth try to have "meaningful" dreams, luring in vision with seductive,
pretty hooks-the tapping of polished nails, the scratching pens, furnaces
that cooled. Or am I reading her "wrong"? How could that be? These
fragments, "stripped" of context, release into the air a strange and
blistering perfume. "They are like Oppenheimer's experiments with nuclear
fission, the saga of a lifetime spent getting it
right or wrong or beyond categorical judgements."
Ed Rackstraw
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