Over the course of a year, U. G. Vil gos awoke every night half an hour before midnight and left home. On these long, nightly walks he would venture into the desolate, remote wildnerness around his tent and write. Vil gos has previously spoken of these walks as an attempt to 'create a field recording of life that lives when the living sleep.' Dense, lyrical, mysterious, these notes provide further glimpse into the life of a recluse examining the recluse of life.
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Poetry