Digital Manuscript ProjectStirrings Still / Soubresauts
and eerily but for that one word
no less faintly clear
when by sights drowned
when together with
cries & strokes or both
together though this
most unlikely at their
 per lungo silenzio fioco
faint hoarse from long silence
there all bowed down & to his ears from far within
again & again oh how something & so on was he
never till then?
- Marginal Additions
Stirrings Still / Soubresauts © 2011 Samuel Beckett Digital Manuscript Project.
Editors: Dirk Van Hulle and Vincent Neyt