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‘ —Philippines—seven thousand islands, absolutely disconnected,—hundreds of ethnic groups—dozens of languages—In 1971, I went to Algeria,—Kabyle villages—Djurjura range—Mzab, where women—all wrapped up—with one eye—to confront the world outside their bodies—Of course, there were writers—Next—threshold to the majestic Gobi Desert—tamarisk—poplars—& so we met through words—extraordinary—stars in its velvet night sky.’
— Oct 26, 2026 04:04AM
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emily
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‘—1966—the centenary of the birth of—Sun—Only after 1976,—did I feel liberated. & now I think that if I had been able to detach myself—to write of romance while my writer friends were cleaning lavatories & being abused, I would despise myself very much today—The human capacity for self-persuasion is infinite. The human soul is an assembly of contradictions—There had been great turmoil in the factories of Kuangtung—’
— Oct 18, 2026 03:48AM
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‘We talked of poetry, of Hakka proverbs—Szechuan metaphors. I asked Yeh whether he thought this was going to be a big mass movement & he looked at me incredulously, and laughed until he was out of breath—But confess what? Chinese poetry holds out its melody & guards my spirit against relinquishment—‘China. She has opened the garden of love to me, and I must stay my heart with care of her until the end of time.’’
— Oct 17, 2026 03:56AM