Die Seele der Dinge

Letter to a White Lady

Letter to a White Lady

Dear Lady,

I beg to express all my love and admiration, never in doubt since I was so smitten in the workshop of your sculptor father, one day in July, in the backwoods of Burgundy. In the shadow, or almost, of a stone ship dedicated to another Divine Voyager whose candid brightness reflects your own: Vézelay, so luminous on its rocky hill. And such an inspiration to artists and poets. 

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