I was not ready for abstraction. I clung to earth and her dear shapes, her density, her herbage, her juice. I wanted her volume, and I wanted to hear her throb.
The Emily Carr Omnibus (ed. University of Washington Press, 1993)
I was not ready for abstraction. I clung to earth and her dear shapes, her density, her herbage, her juice. I wanted her volume, and I wanted to hear her throb.
The Emily Carr Omnibus (ed. University of Washington Press, 1993)
