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“The art of our necessities is… That can make vile things precious… A mile out in the marshes, under a… Which seems to be always going awa… In a hurry, on that Venetian land…
It is admittedly difficult for a w… Nation to mourn and be seen to do… It can be done, the silvery platit… Were waiting in their silos for ju… An emergent occasion, cards of sym…
Some nights it’s bound to be your… When nightmare is the short end of… When sleep is a part of town where… To walk at night, when waking is t… You have of distancing your wretch…
Two lovers to a midnight meadow ca… High in the hills, to lie there ha… Like effigies and look up at the s… The never-setting ones set in the… To circle the Pole in idiot majes…
“There’s never a dull moment in… —The Insight Lady Dear old equivocal and closest fri… Grand Vizier to a weak bewildered… Now we approach The Ecclesiastean…
The world is full of mostly invisi… And there is no way but putting th… Or its nose, in a book, to find th… Things like the square root of Ev… Or how many times Byron goes into…
Who can remember back to the first… The greatest ones, greater even th… No one has remembered that far bac… Or now considers, among the artifa… And bones and cantilevered inferen…
The house is so quiet now The vacuum cleaner sulks in the co… Its bag limp as a stopped lung, it… Grinning into the floor, maybe at… Slovenly life, my dog-dead youth.
Among the high-branching, leafless… Above the roof-peaks of the town, Snowflakes unnumberably come down. I watched out of the attic window The laced sway of family trees,
Are generally over or around Erogenous zones, they seem to dive In the direction of those Dark places, and indeed It is their nature to be dark
So much of life in the world is wa… This day was no exception, so we w… All morning long and into the afte… I spent some of the time rememberi… Dante, who did the voyage in the m…
Flaubert wanted to write a novel About nothing. It was to have no… And be sustained upon the style al… Like the Holy Ghost cruising abov… The abyss, or like the little anim…
You see them vanish in their speed… The many people hastening through… And wonder what they would have do… This time of time speed distance,… Of molecules hastened by what risi…
What gives it power makes it chang… At each extreme, and lean its risi… Down low, first one and then the o… In which exchange humility and pri… Reverse, forgive, arise, and die a…
Before you can learn the trees, yo… The language of the trees. That’s… Out of a book, which now you think… Is one of the transformations of a… The words themselves are a delight…