Monday, February 8, 2016
Running Voices: February 7, 2016
7 February, 1931
Here in the few minutes that remain, I must record, heaven be praised, the end of the Waves. I wrote the words O Death fifteen minutes ago, having reeled across the last ten pages with some moments of such intensity & intoxication that I seemed only to stumble after my own voice, or almost after some speaker (as when I was mad). I was almost afraid, remembering the voices that used to run ahead.