Tag Archives: J. Hillis Miller

Boustrophedonics III

He allowed the changelings to sing not just in the house while I myself pulled the bell, but he would not allow me to use any tools. He had given in written form for me to wait within the orchard … Continue reading

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Boustrophedonics; or, Oxbows

As a boy, I had bow hunted after birds, pulled taut the ligament while bunching up the horns of it. I would let the bull expand back to its unstrung far extremes, and I would place the arrow’s notch over … Continue reading

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