zodiac27 Apr 2004

"He leaned toward me and put his face inches from mine. “You have the aura of election upon you,” he breathed. I hoped he was talking about my poetry. I moved back and took the manuscript and turned it around so he could read. The next thing I knew, his heavy, boneless hand was hot on my thigh. I lurched away. “This is not what I meant,” I stammered. The whole thing had suddenly taken on the quality of a bad horror film. The floor spun. By now my back was against the sink, which was as far away as I could get. He moved toward me. I turned away from him toward the sink and found myself vomiting. Bloom disappeared. When he reemerged - from the bedroom with his coat — a moment later, I was still frozen, my back against the sink. He said: “You are a deeply troubled girl.” Then he went to the table, took the rest of his sherry, corked the bottle, and left."
- [Famous feminist Blake scholar] Naomi Wolf describing being sexually harassed in 1983 by [even more famous sexist Blake scholar] Harold Bloom

"I can't help it. I was born with this face of an aged lecher."
- sexist Blake scholar Harold Bloom, responding to her charges

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