Friday, January 18, 2019

An afternoon class describing the passage from “O” to “o’er” and then “ear” to “odour” in the opening speech of Orsino in Twelfth Night.

Truly a stealing and giving of sound and sense/ scents.

It’s a moment when you feel you could be looking over Shakespeare’s shoulder - quill in hand, hesitating before writing the final word ... perfume? ... scent? ... fragrance? ... then ... odour.

A gift of sorts.


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