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of ice. Deceptively reserved and f… it lies “in grandeur and in mass” beneath a sea of shifting snow—dun… dots of cyclamen—red and maroon on… pseudo—podia
The pin-swin or spine-swine (the edgehog miscalled hedgehog) w… echidna and echinoderm in distress… pin-cushion thorn-fur coats, the s… the rhino with horned snout–
Trying to open locked doors with a… the points of needles, planting sh… upside down; swallowed by the opaq… love better than they love you, Ir… you have lived and lived on every…
There is a great amount of poetry… fastidiousness. Certain Ming products, imperial floor coverings… wheel yellow, are well enough in t… that I like better—a
wade through black jade. Of the crow-blue mussel-shells, on… adjusting the ash-heaps; opening and shutting itself like
you’ve seen a strawberry that’s had a struggle; yet was, where the fragments met, a hedgehog or a star— fish for the multitude
With an elephant to ride upon—"wit… she shall outdistance calamity any… Speed is not in her mind inseparab… in the shape of an elephant; she c… to travel laboriously. So far as m…
Strong and slippery, built for the midnight grass-party confronted by four cats, he sleeps… the detached first claw on the for… to the thumb, retracted to its tip…
not of silver nor of coral, but of weatherbeaten laurel. Here, he introduced a sea uniform like tapestry; here, a fig-tree; there, a face;
Beauty and Beauty’s son and rosem… Venus and Love, her son, to speak… born of the sea supposedly, at Christmas each, in company, braids a garland of festivity.
Although the aepyornis or roc that lived in Madagascar, a… the moa are extinct, the camel—sparrow, linked with them in size—the large sparro…
or what is closer to the truth, when I look at that of which I ma… I fix upon what would give me plea… the satire upon curiousity in whic… than the intensity of the mood;
Fragments of sin are a part of me. New brooms shall sweep clean the h… Shall they? Shall they? When this light life shall have pa… God shall redeem me, a castaway.
For authorities whose hopes are shaped by mercenaries? Writers entrapped by teatime fame and by commuters’ comforts? Not for thes…
You do not seem to realize that be… rather than An asset—that in view of the fact… creates form—we are justified in s… That you must have brains. For yo…