work_id,theme,provenance,created_at,text,reviewed_on,id,comments,metaphor,dictionary,updated_at,context 6914,"",Browsing in Google Books,2011-06-02 04:02:52 UTC,"The back of the mind is a small hotel
And when the residents go on picnics
Or take buckets and spades down to the sea
The betrayals begin
: each crumpled sheet
Its own story; and the dressing table
And the chest of drawers open like books,
So that no escapes the chamber-maid
Who becomes a waitress at dinner-time,
Of the night-porter's knowledgeable smile.
(p. 289)",,18580,"","""The back of the mind is a small hotel / And when the residents go on picnics / Or take buckets and spades down to the sea / The betrayals begin.""","",2011-06-02 04:02:52 UTC,""