that Babbitt You'll come back to me. Go away in the woods somewhere gone away I have plenty of ... frightened shoes Scraping off their dirt on me. Clean still the green somewhere gone away You ... You'll come back to nest in Mother's sweating fat hand. A DREAM FROM THE MEADOW From Where ...

for me. But I think it's wonderful for her and I wish you two the most brilliant future ... she said she never saw Fels except at this party and he barely said a word to her other than ... Page 80 from Issue 107-108 TRIQUARTERLY much and often got angry and insulting when he did and ...

mates they never forsake each other, nor do they betray each other. On the seventh day of the seventh ... his age-that age when everything is subject to ques­ tion, when everything is to be rebuilt-even if ... from a length of silk that she had spread out on the camp bed. She told me that Father had sent the ...

influences of his father that 1 was fast learning to be frightened of. As aspects of his whole personality, ... soli­ tude did not in any way alarm me. But in our sons, one or another and sometimes several of these ... in Rex made me love him-his tenderness, his shyness, his naivete, and his insecurity. Immediately, it ...

bone; bruised, you'd say, and yet she waits for me, year after year, to so delicately undo an ... I neither could nor would give you reasons why either of us wanted to build. It is not my place to tell you ... Sylvia's why nor my desire to tell you mine. But I do say, come picture us exactly at our frag­ mented ...