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Elizabeth Smart
Born
in Ottawa, Canada
December 27, 1913
Died
March 04, 1986
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By Grand Central Station I Sat Down and Wept
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published
1945
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56 editions
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The Assumption of the Rogues & Rascals
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published
1978
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11 editions
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Necessary Secrets: The Journals of Elizabeth Smart
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published
1985
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10 editions
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The collected poems of Elizabeth Smart
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published
1992
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On the side of the angels: The second volume of the journals of Elizabeth Smart
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published
1994
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3 editions
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Autobiographies
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published
1994
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A bonus
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In the meantime
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Juvenilia
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published
1987
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Eleven Poems
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“Once upon a time there was a woman who was just like all women. And she married a man who was just like all men. And they had some children who were just like all children. And it rained all day.
The woman had to skewer the hole in the kitchen sink, when it was blocked up.
The man went to the pub every Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. The other nights he mended his broken bicycle, did the pool coupons, and longed for money and power.
The woman read love stories and longed for things to be different.
The children fought and yelled and played and had scabs on their knees.
In the end they all died.”
― The Assumption of the Rogues & Rascals
The woman had to skewer the hole in the kitchen sink, when it was blocked up.
The man went to the pub every Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. The other nights he mended his broken bicycle, did the pool coupons, and longed for money and power.
The woman read love stories and longed for things to be different.
The children fought and yelled and played and had scabs on their knees.
In the end they all died.”
― The Assumption of the Rogues & Rascals
“I have learned to smoke because I need something to hold onto.”
― By Grand Central Station I Sat Down and Wept
― By Grand Central Station I Sat Down and Wept
“Perhaps I am his hope. But then she is his present. And if she is his present, I am not his present. Therefore, I am not, and I wonder why no-one has noticed I am dead and taken the trouble to bury me. For I am utterly collapsed. I lounge with glazed eyes, or weep tears of sheer weakness.
All people seem criminally irrelevant. I ignore everyone and everything, and, if crossed or interrupted in my decay, hate. Nature is only the irking weather and flowers crude reminders of stale states of being.”
― By Grand Central Station I Sat Down and Wept
All people seem criminally irrelevant. I ignore everyone and everything, and, if crossed or interrupted in my decay, hate. Nature is only the irking weather and flowers crude reminders of stale states of being.”
― By Grand Central Station I Sat Down and Wept
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