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Not A Cage

✒️ Joan Retallack
Scientific inquiry, seen in a very broad perspective may see Foot 1957, also Wetermarck 1906, Ch. XIII To man (sic) the world is twofold, in accordance with that witness is now or in the future It wasn't until the waitress brought her Benedictine and she Villandry, "Les Douves" par Azay le Rideau mine. Yours, CYNTHIA. Not a building, this earth, not a cage, The artist: disciple, abundant, multiple, restless a forgery: Opus loannes Bellini We named you I thought the earth is possible I could not tell to make live and conscious history in common and wake you find yourself among and wake up deep in the fruit Did you get the money we sent? I smell fire AT FULL VOLUME. STAGE DARK] 1. Russia, 1927 God, say your prayers. You were begotten in a vague war sidelong into your brain. In Letter Three & Four (as earlier) the narrator is North Dakota Portugal Moorhead, Minnesota The lights go down, the curtain opens: the first thing we gun, Veronica wrote, the end. 'Wittgenstein' Tomorrow she would be in America. Over forty years ago a tense, cunningly moving tale by the Hunga- Then he moved on and I went close behind. Interviewers: What drew a woman from Ohio to study in Tübingen? American Readers with this issue former subscribers to Marxist Perspectives The shadow of the coup continues to hover over Spain In the ordinary way of summer girls were still singing like a saguaro cactus from which any desert wayfarer can draw as is Mr. Fox, but in literature Twenty five years have gone by Ya se dijeron las cosas mas oscuras The most obscure things have already been said
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