Monthly Archives: September 2017

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Monarch

      I know that nothing has ever been real Without my beholding it. . . . My looking ripens things and they come toward me, to meet and be met.   “Da neigt […]

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Flock

        Although our coats were thin and rations sparse Still radiant in our palaces of hay We breakfasted on dawn and supped on stars.   “Watteau, a Dream” Emile Nelligan  

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Blossom

      Suddenly I realize That if I stepped out of my body I would break Into blossom.   “The Blessing” James Wright  

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Mirror

        [T]he universal mirror that repeat[s] this world reflects another, that transforms what it copies.   “The House of Glances” Octavio Paz