L☀RNA S☁RE

“almost inhumanly brave as her illness ground her along on her long passage to death. In the hospital the spring before she died, she worked between blood transfusions — she joked that she was hearing a celestial chorus but the song, over and over, was ‘Clementine’ — correcting the galleys of the marvelous short story ‘Revelation’ and completing another, ‘Parker’s Back,’ which she had been working on and revising for years. Always, always in her work, she struggled to find the delivering image, the delivering word that would offer ‘experienced meaning.’” (Stranger Than Paradise)

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