1. Well, I’m bowled over and knocked sprawling again. If you read Luisa you just have to get used to that, I guess :-)

    So beautiful and precise.

      1. Really? “The cheek of the earth” just walloped me — the sense of littleness, insecurity, of a vanishing glimpse — of living on something as insubstantial and vanishing as a brushed kiss.

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