"Silence is a shape that has passed. Otu-bre's lion-roses have turned to paper And the shadows of the trees Are like wrecked umbrellas." —Wallace Stevens
in alliteration. in an Anne Carson-cycle.ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ by not thinking about it. by thinking up about it, early in the…
the world of the conscience, he took awayall the sails with him he took away
“the liar, the other liar, liar of liars, pants on fire…
“whorled in white coverlets, / exhausted from yearning.”ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ~Lucie Brock-Broido
“whorled in white coverlets, / exhausted from yearning.”
And the news in the hotel was your husbandhas already arrived there via morning’s first flight.