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Images arise deep within himself, the narrator writes, and describes them with a single sentence I’ll translate here as solstice work, on a day following a week of darkness and anxiety, on a day the sun stands still (sol-stice) and … Continue reading →
III A Summer’s Addendum to a Wintry Journey 29 May 1998, Višegrad, Republika Srpska Was denkt in dir? Peter asks. What? I ask, unable to hear him over the noise of Milka and her band. What is thinking in you? … Continue reading →
Those who want to approach their own buried pasts must . . . not be afraid to return again and again to the same facts; to strew them about as one strews earth, to root around in them as one … Continue reading →