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there is no door, almost nothing, oblique figures
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beneath the columns of false marble
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returned, removed, moonless as an estimate, circle dancing
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like a mineral
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possibly a raised sanctuary
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verse 7 informed my lingering curiosity
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pallor than grass
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was not red (J’ai ta lettre datée “En Mer”)
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minor litanies
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misshapen pearl, problem or promise
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walls & windows, crawling graveyards
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Do not write this version.
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The manuscript has been lying for centuries
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groaned or grunted. passed on
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was it Sappho or Telesilla
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the space between re- and in-
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a long-broken line.
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is it or is it or not either
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of some oblate vessel
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of some ageless stone
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alabaster or avenue
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pressed perhaps, or rather
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This will be counting.
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This will be the blank new page
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(C should have been inserted above)
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compressed & chromatic, semi-tones & minor ninths, broken chords
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polysemous, radiating. If there were
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Two mirrors stare at each other
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terse. (“a dactyl equals a spondee” or “one citadel equals two cities”)
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straight lines blocks boxes binds
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models originally real deathless
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the principal protagonist was never painted
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forgotten or perhaps the opposite
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reliquary jar in the shape of a jar
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symphonies on a dead left hand
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spent horses & hyphens
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taut fibers
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of nows millimetric measure reciprocal blues
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equivocal and faint
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with no organs
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A child’s dream of a mouth—fugue fingers
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vertical to the horizon
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(someone was mumbling about 76 ways of looking at a black word)
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of the no need of the moon to shine in it
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It was not a story to pass on.
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mummified intact neutral tones in turn
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moving towards
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