her life of linguistic homelessness
That strange, ghostly drifting through the haziest phrases, as if she were cruelly condemned to search endlessly for her linguistic home.
A Critic’s Notebook: Verbage: Reporting & Essays: The New Yorker
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That strange, ghostly drifting through the haziest phrases, as if she were cruelly condemned to search endlessly for her linguistic home.
A Critic’s Notebook: Verbage: Reporting & Essays: The New Yorker