“For my part, I prefer my heart to be broken. It is so lovely, dawn-kaleidoscopic within the crack.”

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English novelist, poet, playwright, essayist, literary crit… 1885–1930

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When I think of my people, broken down,
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When I think of my people, broken down,
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