About Last Night

Poem about Bloomsbury - Duncan Grant

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Last night,

I dreamed about

an euphorian party at Bloomsburys,

Virginia Woolf stands sadly next to me, her face was an expression of Sadness, „the world hurts me so infinitely deep“, she said in thoughts, „ i need to find salvation in the deep purifing water“ and she departed —

Next, Duncan Grant showed up, nice dressed in a black smoking, with a palette of colors in his hands, he smiled at me and said, „ I will paint your dream, my dear, nice and colorfully, you have to sit for me.“ And he lit a cigarette.

The hours rushed, the morning was already dawning, like a new promise. A voice said, arise! Arise!

I picked up my pen, which is always next to my bed, and wrote down, on clean, white paper, what happened, about that last night at Bloomsburys.

By Sugar de Santo

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