The reading of a new chapter, (no. 12: "Cyclops"), stopped at: "Greek street with his cod’s eye counting up all the guts oft he fish" (12.214).
Catherine Meyer, local artist and long-standing member of the reading groups, has allowed us to post here her rendering of a particular favourite of this week's reading: "He drink me my teas. He eat me my sugars. Because he no pay me my moneys" (12.31-32). (She explains about the picture that "there is no spoon there and the hands are under the table – because he can no pay the moneys".) We would like to thank her.
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| Catherine Meyer © Zürich 2015 |
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