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‘I wondered, what it is that we hear in silence.’ Patrick Holland on The Source of the Sound.

When John Hunter approached me about an Australian edition of this collection, he asked what I meant by calling it The Source of the Sound when the final story was called, instead, ‘The Source of the Silence’. Antonymy is a more intimate relationship than synonymy. Love could still be love without a red, red rose […]

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