What do you dream of when you fall asleep reading poetry?
(this is a serious question).
'She's talking to that mirror again, farther?' says Misst Craddock. Father Cradock turns round slowly from the book he is eating and explains that it is just a face she is going through and they're all the same at that age.
4 comments:
Ah, one of those tricky counterfactual questions. I don't fall asleep reading poetry, because if it were the kind of poetry that would be liable to make me fall asleep, I wouldn't be reading it in the first place.
But what if I did? I'd dream of the Greens: Eva, Henry, Julian.
Not Julian, Eugene. I've never read Julien, nor have I ever julienned anything in my life, but I hear "Count Julian" is worth a read.
cat: tricky yes, literal no. what if poetry was the last thing you read before you went to bed?
eva green is an excellent spec.
Does slam count? I remember I woke up in a sweat shortly after.
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