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G L is on page 21 of 80 of Lives of the Female Poets
then bone-coloured meat of the apple, / the pear’s soft ass, / a cucumber, veined and clean-scented, / dapple green, fever-cool, / and inside a moon lactating / small teeth of pure light / that the bowels of men will digest / though they have not, yet
— May 11, 2026 08:16AM Add a comment
Lives of the Female Poets

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G L is on page 15 of 80 of Lives of the Female Poets
In reality, Maria was sent home, where she died. Elizabeth died shortly after. But in my version of the story there’s a scene at the school, where Maria and Elizabeth are both ill at the same time. Stories are more compressed than real life.
— May 11, 2026 07:38AM Add a comment
Lives of the Female Poets

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G L is on page 17 of 256 of Less Than Angels
Women must so often listen to men with just this expression on their faces, but Mrs. Foresight was feminine enough to feel it was a little hard that so much concentration should be called for when talking to a member of her own sex.
— Apr 23, 2026 07:26AM Add a comment
Less Than Angels

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G L is on page 11 of 256 of Less Than Angels
The subject of Miss Clovis’s quarrel with the President was known only to a privileged few and even those knew no more than that it had something to do with the making of tea. Not that the making of tea can ever really be regarded as a petty or trivial matter, and Miss Clovis did seem to have been seriously at fault.
— Apr 22, 2026 06:45AM Add a comment
Less Than Angels








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G L is on page 179 of 288 of A Good Man is Hard to Find and Other Stories
Mrs. hopewell had no bad qualities of her own but she was able to use other people’s in such a constructive way that she never felt the lack.
— Apr 06, 2026 02:49PM Add a comment
A Good Man is Hard to Find and Other Stories


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G L is on page 181 of 658 of The Blind Assassin
”I found it difficult to picture Helen of Troy in an apron, with her sleeves rolled up to the elbow and her cheek dabbled with flour; and from what I knew about Circe and Medea, the only things they’d ever cooked up were magic potions, for poisoning heirs apparent or changing men into pigs.”
— Mar 27, 2026 06:28AM Add a comment
The Blind Assassin



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G L is 61% done with Vertigo: The Rise and Fall of Weimar Germany
For the cult of the body in the 1920's, choreographed mass experience turned into a more intense form of self-intoxication. Just as the troupes of girl dancers amalgamated themselves into a single led twirling millipede, combat units also synchronized their members into a formation that was more than the sum of its individual parts."
— Feb 20, 2026 07:35AM Add a comment
Vertigo: The Rise and Fall of Weimar Germany

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G L is 61% done with Vertigo: The Rise and Fall of Weimar Germany
’In hiking and wandering you should carry and feel the space that encloses you and thank it with your breath,’ the old Spirit of the Wandervögel recommended. Hiking, with its aspiration to harmony with nature, made way for the aggressive conquest of space associated woh marching.
— Feb 20, 2026 07:29AM Add a comment
Vertigo: The Rise and Fall of Weimar Germany


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G L is 73% done with The Sound and the Fury
and I was thinkin’ what the hell kind of man would wear a red tie
— Feb 16, 2026 10:48AM Add a comment
The Sound and the Fury



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G L is on page 53 of 658 of The Blind Assassin
You could picture [the buttons] on long underwear, holding up the flap at the back, and on the flies of men’s trousers. The things they concealed would have been pendulous, vulnerable, shameful, unavoidable—the category of objects the world needs but scorns.
— Feb 12, 2026 07:17AM Add a comment
The Blind Assassin



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G L is 59% done with Excellent Women
Birds, worms, and Jesuits. It might almost have been a poem, but I could not remember that anybody had ever written it.
— Jan 22, 2026 06:08AM Add a comment
Excellent Women




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G L is 75% done with Death Takes Me
Was reading actually an occupation? How could she return to reality after spending hours sinking into worlds that didn't exist other than in the imaginings triggered by printed words on the page? Wouldn't someone like her, someone who had read Pizarnik, and who would weep at the thought of one of her poems, as the detective had witnessed multiple times, be the guilty one?
— Jan 13, 2026 08:05PM Add a comment
Death Takes Me

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