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“Carol looked at her. "How do you become a poet?""By feeling things - too much, I suppose," Therese answered conscientiously.”
“Therese leaned closer toward it, looking down at her glass. She wanted to thrust the table aside and spring into her arms, to bury her nose in the green and gold scarf that was tied close about her...”
“It shook Therese in the profoundest part of her where no words were, no easy words like death or dying or killing Those words were somehow future, and this was present. An inarticulate anxiety, a d...”
