I, Mary MacLane
- Subtitle
- A Diary of Human Days
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1. Front matter2. I, MARY MACLANE3. A crucible of my own making4. Half inevitably, half by choice5. A twisted moral6. Everyday and to-morrow7. A mathematic dead-wall8. My neat blue chair9. A lost person10. A thin damnedness11. A prison of self12. A winding sheet13. The Dover road14. The harp of worn strings15. A strongly-windy Saturday16. A someway separate individual17. Sincerity and despair18. It’s not death19. A human prerogative20. The merciless beauty21. My shoes22. An eerie quality23. A helliad24. Swift go my days25. To express me26. Bastard lacy valentines27. Sweet fine sweatings of blood28. Instinct—a ‘first law’29. Loose twos30. Knitting or plaiting straw31. A life-long lonely word32. Their voices33. My damns34. To God, care of the whistling winds35. A working diaphragm36. Lot’s wife37. My echoing footsteps38. A comfortably vicious person39. In my black dress and my still room40. Their little shoes41. The sleep of the dead42. Stickily mad43. God compensates me44. The strange braveness45. Just beneath my skin46. God’s kindly caprice47. A fascinating creature48. No resonance49. Black-browed Wednesdays50. The conscious analyst51. Eye when I mean tooth52. A wild mare53. The mist54. A white liner55. Beneficent bedlam56. A deathly pathos57. The necklace58. Slyly garbling and cross-purposing59. Not quite voilà-tout60. A damned spider61. To wander and hang and float about62. A thousand kisses63. A fluttering-moth wish64. Twenty inches of ajarness65. A profoundly delicious idea66. A mountebank’s cloak67. A familiar sharp twist68. A dark bright fierce fire69. Late afternoon70. An ancient witch-light71. The gray-purple72. The subdivided cell73. Food and fire74. The edge of mist-and-silver75. A right shape and size76. Ice-water, corrosive acid and human breath77. Rhythm78. A prayer-feeling