MDDM Ch. 78: "Have a Cup, Tim..." 759.29

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"...the  Rev'd offering his Brother-in-law's
best Sercial."

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"No thought Oedipa, sad. As if their home
cemetery in some way did still exist, in a
land where you could somehow walk, and
not need the East San Narciso Freeway, and
bones still could rest in peace, nourishing
ghosts of dandelions, no one to plow them
up. As if the dead really do persist, even in
a bottle of wine." [COL49, p99, H&R, '86, '90.]

Half a communion's better than none, eh?
And a nice gesture, by Wick's, reaching out
to the half-present Tox, no? Tim is grateful
enough:

"...the Poet nodding in thanks." [759.ultimate]

Methinks chapter 78 must be read with the
a cognizance of Tox's *Pennsylvaniad* being
recited "*sotto Voce*... among the others,
untold others..."[760.05], no? And shouldn't
we readers be included amongst them?

cheers