Reflections of a working writer and reader
Meditation need not bear fruit: meditation can be an end in itself. I meditate without words or themes. What troubles my existence is writing.
john baker, November 2nd, 2008. No comments. Filed under literature, theatre, writing.
The date is 1961; Ionesco was 52.
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