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A gust of night pushed its way in the door and everyone inside wavered once like stalks in a field then resumed their talk.
Title: Anne Carson, Autobiography of Red
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and when people flock into each other, we achieve action and block out the sun. What is it, anyway, to look? It is to vanish some parts to a hum.
California, October 2016 title: Heather Christle, Some Combinations
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Under the blazing sun, when the landscape is on fire, the traveler crosses the stream on a very narrow bridge, before a dark hole where the trees line the water that falls asleep in the afternoon. And, against the trembling background of the woods, the motionless man.
Joshua Tree, CA July 2017 Title: Pierre Reverdy, Afternoon, Translated by Lydia Davis
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into the first blue currents and cold navigation of everything awake.
title: Anne Carson, The Glass Essay
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