Smoking in the cold and frost-dusted vineyards:
Smoldering skeletons of the seafront
Souls might also travel those paths? That her father and Etienne and Madame Manec and the German boy named Werner Pfennig might harry the sky in flocks, like egrets, like terns, like starlings? That g...
Speed, to hear their skates clapping along, then
Spinach,
Stirs the fire below them with a steel pole; a
Straining insects above a roadside ditch.
Suave y con acento. «Niños, el cerebro está envuelto por una oscuridad total —dice la voz—. Flota en un líquido transparente en el interior del cráneo y jamás recibe luz. Pero a pesar de eso el mundo...
Tanks and trucks over the same roads,
The network of trenches and artillery below shows itself very clearly for a moment, and Werner feels he is gazing down into the circuitry of an enormous radio, each soldier down there an electron flow...
The right thing? There is pride, too,
The voice seems to echo in the architecture of his head
The whiteness
Then he enthuses about coal. Consider a single piece glowing in your family’s stove. See it, children? That chunk of coal was once a green plant, a fern or reed that lived one million years ago, or ma...
They stand.
Thirtieth of April, 1944, is a missive to Berlin. = NOTICE OF TERRORIST BROADCASTS IN CÔTES DU NORD WE BELIEVE SAINT-LUNAIRE OR DINARD OR SAINT-MALO
This window here, a boy once yelled, Watch
Thousand
Thumb. Marie-Laure’s father is principal locksmith for the National Museum of Natural History. Between the laboratories, warehouses, four separate public museums, the menagerie, the greenhouses, the a...
Too cold even to snow—that winter presents a strange and haunted season during which Werner prowls the static like he used to prowl the alleys with Jutta, pulling her in the wagon through the colonies...
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