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After the last guest had gone (on a bicycle), and the ashtrays had been emptied, all the windows were dark for a couple of hours; but then, at about 3 A.M., I saw from my upstairs bathroom that the poet had gone back to his desk in the lilac light of his den, and this nocturnal session brought the canto to line 230 (card 18).
Vladimir Nabokov • Pale Fire (Vintage International)
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sterneschauer • 1 card
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emikomay • 50 cards
Je me suis prise d’une grande sympathie pour lui, sans parler du fait que je le tenais pour un de nos plus grands poètes. Mon exemplaire écorné de The Happy Birthday of Death campait sur ma table de nuit. De tous les poètes beat, Gregory était le plus jeune. Il possédait une beauté ravagée et une arrogance à la John Garfield. Il ne se prenait pas
... See moreHéloïse Esquié • Just Kids (GRAND PUBLIC) (French Edition)
Do you know what a poem is, Esther?'
'No, what?' I would say. '
A piece of dust.'
Then, just as he was smiling and starting to look proud, I would say, 'So are the cadavers you cut up. So are the people you think you're curing. They're dust as dust as dust. I reckon a good poem lasts a whole lot longer than a hundred of those people put together.'
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Albert Chu • 1 card
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Alara • 4 cards