modernist women

“Don’t you think the stairs are a good place for reading letters? I do. One is somehow suspended. One is on neutral ground – not in ones own world nor in a strange one. They are an almost perfect meeting place. Oh Heavens! How stairs do fascinate me when I think of it. Waiting for people – sitting on strange stairs – hearing steps far above, watching the light playing by itself – hearing – far below a door, looking down into a kind of dim brightness, watching people come up… Must put them in a story though! People come out of themselves on stairs – they issue forth, unprotected.”