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Unknown Binding
First published January 1, 1939
Concentrate on her material? Alberta's material was fluctuating and billowing: a cloud formation illuminated now from this side, now from that, and which then disintegrated and disappeared; a mirage, that vanished and was all of a sudden there again; a whirling nebula containing glimpses of voices, accents, faces, gestures, landscapes, streets, interiors, all of it appallingly like everyday life. If a thread lay hidden in it somewhere, it was well hidden.
“The tide was coming in. With long, lazy tongues the water licked at the land, creeping up behind and beneath the seaweed that grew round the smooth, slanting rocks, lifting it, rocking it, letting it float and dip, releasing it again, seizing it more greedily the next time. A wisp of cloud sailed across the sun; the enormous surface of milk and silk was changed at once into molten metal; the sand to the south and north dazzled the eye excruciatingly, as if the light were thrown down on to it by a shade; the screaming of the gulls took on a deeper tone. The wisp sailed on, the world lay there again, dissolved in heat haze, the sun was burning hot. A day for idling, for wandering; for living relaxed, without thought, without worry; a day from which to return renewed.”