The Late Wisconsin Spring
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The Late Wisconsin Spring
The wind is terrific out of the west; the sun comes and goes. I can see the shadow on the field before me deepen uniformly and spread like a plague. Everything seems so dull I am Pilgrim at Tinker Creek / 11 amazed I can even distinguish objects. And suddenly the light runs across the land like a comber, and up the trees, and goes again in a wink: ... See more
Annie Dillard • Annie Dillard - Pilgrim at Tinker Creek (pdf).pdf
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