Tuesday, May 2, 2017

Daily Dose

From Loving, by Henry Green


"In one of the malachite vases, filled with daffodils, which stood on tall pedestals of gold naked male children without wings, he had seen a withered trumpet.  He cut off the head with a pair of nail clippers.  He carried this head away in cupped hand from above thick pile carpet in black and white squares through onto linoleum which was bordered with a purple key pattern on white until, when he had shut that green door to open his kingdom, he punted the daffodil ahead like a rugger ball.  It fell limp on the oiled parquet a yard beyond his pointed shoes."

From page 9

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