Suddenly he screamed, and it was as though this scream were being tossed from one tree to another, as its echoes returned, then, as though the trees themselves were crowding nearer, huddled together, closing over him, pitying…
Somebody threw a dead dog after him down the ravine.
¿LE GUSTA ESTE JARDIN?
¿QUE ES SUYO?
!EVITE QUE SUS HIJOS LO DESTRUYAN!
1 Selected Letters of Malcolm Lory, eds. Harvey Breit and Margerie Bonner Lowry (Cape, 1967)
2 Octavio Paz, El laberinto de la soledad (Fondo de Cultura Económica, México D.F., second edition, 1959)
3 Selected Poems of Malcolm Lowry, ed. Earle Birney (City Lights, San Francisco, 1962)
4 Who’s Who in Twentieth-Century Literature (Weidenfeld, 1976)
5 Henry Reed, The Novel Since 1939 (British Council, 1946, p. 27)
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