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July 29, 2005 / IN Fiction / 0 COMMENT
Mourners could not bind their tones into the body of a dirge, chasing each note as it curled and fell to the lawn—quavers lodging in flower beds and semibreves filling with bludgeoned stems and freshly turned soil—in the shredded oak […]
