Robert Walser is good at 3 a.m. Estranged and joyous.
John Cage's diary, 3 p.m. A snatch in the afternoon.
Everything we come across is to the point.
This is how we configure a day.
A night.
A loose occasional reflection on what I'm reading, how I inhabit books and they inhabit me.
Monday, 28 November 2016
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