“e quindi uscimmo a riveder le stelle” —Dante Alighieri, 34th Canto, La Divina Commedia A tiny thing, a particle, a protein anointed in oil,
“e quindi uscimmo a riveder le stelle” —Dante Alighieri, 34th Canto, La Divina Commedia A tiny thing, a particle, a protein anointed in oil,
The hammer falls where it will— the very young, the very old, their pearl-gray skin. Wind moves like a great hand, and a mirror
Those rising gods of cloud, possum-belly cream and white, that roadkill brightness (winnowed by rod & cone) I take like tea: necessary enactment of
