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‘a certain Slant of light’…?

  ‘There’s a certain Slant of light Winter Afternoons That oppresses, like the Heft Of Cathedral Tunes.’   Wrote Emily Dickinson in 1861. Beautiful poem. You can feel the interior dread.   Dread is what poor little Isis seems to … Continue reading

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