Richard Sanford
My blogs
| Introduction | In the lighter time of year words arrived concealed in branches. Flaubert exchanged himself for words, night became a night of words and a journey a journey of words, and so on. -Barbara Guest |
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| Introduction | In the lighter time of year words arrived concealed in branches. Flaubert exchanged himself for words, night became a night of words and a journey a journey of words, and so on. -Barbara Guest |
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