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Saturday 28 September 2019
Tulips
Brookner, 1982
The tulips are too excitable, it is winter here. Look how white everything is, how quiet, how snowed-in. I am learning peacefulness, lying by myself quietly As the night lies on these white walls...
Sylvia Plath, 'Tulips'
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