
“But habit is a great deadener” (Vladimir: Waiting for Godot) à elle l’acte calme to her the calm actthe savant pores the sex easygoingwaiting not too slow regretting not too long the absencein the service of presencea few tatters of azure in the head the points finally dead of the heartall the tardy grace of […]
Samuel Beckett: “l’acte calme” — words and music and stories