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Djuna Barnes B. 6.12.1892 Cornwall-on-Hudson, New York / D. 6.18.1982 New York City Criticism Again when I pick up the pen the first thing comes to mind is �O, what a rogue and peasant slave am I!� And I just surrender to it finally. What am I stronger than the earth�s crust which even it folds every once in awhile? Why prolong resistance for I can�t win�why even sidestep? Nature nature nature nature and Shakespeare�silly to dither. Put up your dukes�knock me down. But really-o, what a rotten time I�m like to give myself each day without perceptible surcease. Should have been an actress�long ago. Even New England can�t find the weather to begrudge every blossoming tree. Cleaner living inside lines I didn�t write, like choice hotels. Guilt guilt guilt guilt and a week from now�appearing nightly. Marriage! No�Revenge!Consolation Site: Ladies Almanack (1928)
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