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The Angle

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12

Last Page

12

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In lieu of an abstract, below is the essay's first paragraph.

"The green came silently with thunder of ants and soft suns at dusk. I could feel the old man's bones softening imperceptibly day by day. The distant brittleness that had somehow crystalized with each succeeding snow vanished from his eyes and rounded itself into a haziness that settled at the tobaccoed corners of his mouth and showed itself only here and there in a cragged upturned word. He was eighty-seven years old. He had seen his springs, he had beaten his winters."

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