she enters through a dense electric twilight, walking backwards on hands
and feet, legs and arms stiff, down a huge jungle tree — as a creature neither
infrahuman nor superhuman but somehow both: a mysteriously unkillable
Something, equally nonprimitive and uncivilized, or beyond time in the
sense that emotion is beyond arithmetic.
e.e. cummings on josephine baker
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