Notes
Whacher is what she was.
She whached God and humans and moor wind and open night.
She whached eyes, stars, inside, outside, actual weather.
She whached the bars of time, which broke.
She whached the poor core of the world,
wide open.
--Anne Carson, from "The Glass Essay"
2 comments on to breath lightning
onuratug April 14, 2013
great for travellers
⃠crimsonsway April 13, 2013
Beautiful...
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