"There were no mangoes in his poems, and no beggars, no cows or Hindu gods. What he wanted to write about was a moment of quiet. Sometimes sitting alone in his room there would be a few seconds, a silent pocket without the crow or the hammering or wheels on the macadam outside. Those were the moments he felt himself; at the same time, he felt that he was paying for that peace very dearly--that life, his life, was rolling away outside."
"The Tutor" Nell Freudenberger
With Continual Reference to Justin Kahn.
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