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Friday essay: a lament for the lost art of letter-writing – a radical art form reflecting ‘the full catastrophe of life’

This article is republished from The Conversation under a Creative Commons license. Read the original article here. Letters did not count [as writing]. A woman might write letters while sitting by her father’s sick-bed. She could write them by the fire while the men talked without disturbing them. The strange thing is, I thought, turning…