miércoles, marzo 14, 2007

When he had gone along the hall she came back to the table and sat down, trembling. Needing this table, this half-finished book in order to collect herself. A man she knew had come all the way by train and walked the four miles uphill from the village and along the hall to this table just to see her.

2 comentarios:

Anónimo dijo...

The new lover enters the habits of the other.
Things are smashed, revealed in a new light.
This is done with nervous or tender sentences,
although the heart is an organ of fire.

Are you getting there anytime soon?
That chapter about lovers, the one describing their encounters in a secret room in Cairo.
Can't remember the name...
That's the best one.
The one to be read over and over and over....

Cele dijo...

si hubiera sabido que podía contestar en castellano lo hacía sin dudar... en inglés era mucho esfuerzo, y si, a los anónimos les tengo desconfianza... para referencia remitirse a principios de enero de este blog...