there are always echoes
between the reading and the living.
certain excisions were urged. i read
in stoker how he urged
excisions for leaves of grass.
bram said, is that not worth the sacrifice?
walt said, it would not be any sacrifice, it is not that-it is quite another matter.
when i wrote as i did, i thought i was doing right,
and right makes for good.
i think so still.
if i was wrong i have done harm.
and for that i deserve to be punished
by being forgotten.
it has been
and cannot not-be.
no, i shall not cut a line so long as i live.
one had to respect a decision thus made
and on such grounds,
stoker concluded.
"i said no more."
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