Source: 1960s, Jours effeuillés: Poèmes, essaies, souvenirs (1966), p. 307
“It crept upon me--the restlessness, the loneliness. What was the matter…Then it came to me like crashing and thunder, like death and destruction. I got up from the counter and walked away in fear, walking fast down the boardwalk, passing people who seemed strange and ghostly: the world seemed a myth, a transparent plane, and all things upon it were here for only a little while…”
Ask the Dust (1939)
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