Sunday, November 29, 2009

NOTHING WAS IN PLACE BUT AT THE SAME TIME - TO BE SURE, MARVELOUSLY SURE - ON THE FLOOR OR ON THE CEILING, UNDER THE BED OR FLOATING IN A WASHBASIN, THERE WERE STARS AND CHUNKS OF ETERNITY, POEMS LIKE SUNS
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