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Vision at Woods’ Edge
… I can see the hillside above Uncle Will Smith’s, the autumn coming on, the men gathered for a day in the woods. You … plastic. Off there at woods’ edge, where the trees have come over the old barbed-wire fence, see the dead tractor, …
Living With Cancer
… dream. So it doesn’t hurt when the body screams, she becomes a body without a mind, a mind without a body. Like a … the dreams gliding everywhere. Like strands of hair, they come loose at the source. While the surgeon’s hands move …
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Goodbye, Babylon King
… Liberia, 2005. “Okay, My-name-is, you can go.” The soldier, a Bangladeshi peacekeeper, waved Tamba through the … the soldier’s purpose shifting from interrogation to comprehension. Deaf to their own accents, my friends … protectors. Still, experience had taught them to dread checkpoints. Tamba grew tense whenever we approached one, and …
Games
… platform. Her body attentive to the need to lay still, the composure of her limbs reflected the grace of the memory. … because you’re the only one who will remember him.” “Did he die?” “No. I don’t think so. If he had, there would have … it, take it. It’s valuable. It cost a lot of money in 1926, the year I was married. That’s when your father had …
Asia: Words and Soldiers
… Asia: Words and Soldiers Inside Asia. By John Gunther. New York: Harper and … India, Iran, and Iraq to the Near East and Palestine. To accomplish this gargantuan assignment Mr. Gunther wherever … not only as symbols of important historical forces but also as human beings. This very wealth of material, however, …
Remembering George Davis
… Mademoiselle years, hard data on George were difficult to come by. A biographical fragment of possible accuracy: the … never to be in a closed room with a man alone. I had also to swear not to approach Central Park at night or set … was wrong with Brooklyn. Once settled in New York, I obediently left the Park by sundown, being too overworked ever …
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