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By Margaret Atwood. She has been condemned to death by hanging. A man. may escape this death by becoming the hangman, a. woman by marrying the hangman. But at the present. time there is no hangman; thus there is no escape. There is only a death, indefinitely postponed. This is.
The day is bright and songless, the lake is blue, the forest watchful. In the east a bank of cloud. rises up silently like dark bread. I can see the swirls in the oilcloth, I can see the flaws in the glass, those flares where the sun hits them. I can't see my own arms and legs. or know if this is a trap or blessing,
Margaret Atwood, born on November 18, 1939, in Ottawa, Ontario, Canada, is a distinguished Canadian writer renowned for her prose fiction and feminist viewpoint. During her adolescence, Atwood divided her time between Toronto and the sparsely settled bush country in northern Canada, where her father, an entomologist, conducted research.
Biography. Margaret Atwood (b. 1939) is familiar to readers all over the world as the author of some of the finest and most influential fiction of the last few decades. Titles like The Handmaid’s Tale, Alias Grace, and The Robber Bride have won many awards, sold in their millions and have been made into films. But her poetry is the equal of ...
the day after I drowned. I am in the lake, in the center. of the picture, just under the surface. It is difficult to say where. precisely, or to say. how large or small I am: the effect of water. on light is a distortion. but if you look long enough,
Margaret Atwood was born in 1939 in Ottawa, Ontario. She earned a BA from Victoria College, University of Toronto, and an MA from Harvard. She is the author of over fifteen books of poetry, including Dearly (Ecco, 2020), The Door (Houghton Mifflin 2007); Eating Fire: Selected Poems, 1965-1995 (Virago Press Limited, 1998); and Morning in the Burned House (Houghton Mifflin, 1995), which was a co ...
with you, to enter. your sleep as its smooth dark wave. slides over my head. and walk with you through that lucent. wavering forest of bluegreen leaves. with its watery sun & three moons. towards the cave where you must descend, towards your worst fear. I would like to give you the silver.
