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Barthes’ curse

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The woman reads herself scores of pages hours into night
Drunk in the sound of her voice, masterwork of direction
Trawling for words, lilt and delight

Barthes’ curse: we navel gazers
Will never be loved

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Written by thedoe

June 17, 2011 at 4:01 pm

Posted in Reflexes

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