[Vwoolf] and so she hummed unfinished song

[stringsOf Light]

What was one to do in a cafe on a rainy day, today in Bloomsbury?
Unearthed poems by Woolf last month was such a sweet discovery, but as I was reading the first pages of Between the Act, Isa, whilst "in love" in Woolf's last novel was humming these lines. A poetic soul myself, all I had to do was to arrange them line by line, in order to see clearly Virginia Woolf's poetic side, in this context "Isa's Song":

                Where we not K N O W
                           where we go N O T,
                               neither know nor C A R E

                  Flying, rushing
                              through the ambient
                           I N C A N D E S C E N T
                                        s i l e n t ...
                                            AIR
                             with a feather

            a B L U E feather ... lying mounting
                                  through
                                   the air ...             there
             to lose
                                    what
                             B O U N D S
                       us                       here



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