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Greenwich Villagers
Meade, Norah | January 1, 1930 issue

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The article presents information on the book "I Thought of Daisy," by Edmund Wilson. This book may, be regarded as the purgative open confession that is supposedly so good for the soul. The book is in the main as obviously autobiographical to a New Yorker. There is lacking the perspective and creative quality that would enable him dispassionately to use and fuse the familiar for his own ends. The men fare much better, particularly those who do not belong in the pre-war Village.

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I Thought of Daisy (Book); WILSON, Edmund, 1895-1972; SOUL; CONFESSION; CREATIVE ability; FAMILY
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